Cursing Cousins

See you sent your representative and I'm Not interested in him Battle of the sexes your rhetoric offends Rewinding and rewinding their plays like NFL film competitions for commitment I condemn When did it all get so clinical black and white when did we all get a mic to fight about what’s right can we silence the egos enough hear one another to build something not mention who belongs in the kitchen and just listen not demanding submission and rocks that glisten And Just listen what’s for you isn’t for me And spoonfuls of salt isn’t meant to eat I’m not indulging or picking a side I’m just saying what’s for my eyes is my prize No one’s convictions can make me pick one I’m my own spokesperson While y’all busy dividing the pot and setting alpha positions the other side is clapping for the revisions and constant indecision drafts after drafts after drafts and the power in the family unit is what’s missing I’m no hotep but whose getting the last laugh while your on your thesis pontificating Their dissertation compl

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[Poetic Process Podcast ] [Season 4][Episode 5 ] Release Date: [8/22/2023] I put a curse on you Overview: In this episode of Poetic Process Podcast, B the Poet talks a person with a dark cloud. Imagine mumbling and cackling at the expense of a queen to shortly be be headed by a night……or should I said be legged. As she sits in silence not acknowledging your existence ever again until now as a laughable story. A one legged joker. Cursed?

[Poetic Process Podcast ] [Season 4][Episode 4 ] Release Date: [8/7/2023] AntI Christ Overview: In this episode of Poetic Process Podcast, B the Poet reaches into her conspiracy bag . No surprise a mind full of wonder has the ability to question reality and what makes it or destroys it. I don’t proclaim to be a prophet or omnipotent in anyway, but does anyone find this strange? Neuralink ⬇️ https://www.usatoday.com/story/tech/2023/06/09/musk-neuralink-brain-chips-fda-human-trials/70299875007/ Kevin’s Interaction in Full ⬇️ https://www.nytimes.com/2023/02/17/podcasts/the-daily/the-online-search-wars-got-scary-fast.html Sent from Yahoo Mail for iPhone AI Love ⬇️ https://youtu.be/Fy0HbbKtM_g

[Poetic Process Podcast ] [Season 4][Episode 3] Release Date: [7/31/2023] Am I Overview: In this episode of Poetic Process Podcast, B the Poet talk’s about a longing she didn’t know she exactly felt . Emotions and thoughts swelled one night past midnight and an over pour of words formed this poem. Am I enough… @_PoeticProcess

[Poetic Process Podcast ] [Season 4][Episode 2 ] Release Date: [7/24/2023] Ovulation Overview: In this episode of Poetic Process Podcast, B the Poet talk’s ovulation . Hormones come in waves and so does moisture in many settings. There are many lines that influence relations on a primal level and ovulation is a depiction of that. Masculinity and the male gaze melts in a 1950’s black love verbal re-enactment. Resources Mentioned: TikTok: I think she deleted it but you can follow her at @Meccavellii Study: https://www.ncbi.nlm.nih.gov/pmc/articles/PMC6328097/

[Poetic Process Podcast] [Season 4][Episode 1 ] Release Date: [7/17/2023] Overview: In this episode of Poetic Process Podcast, B the Poet dives into the intricacies of what becoming 30 means. Not the graceful becoming of the likes of Michelle Obama but the stumbling Millennial in a world of blurred lines and sticky corners. Is hot girl summer cancelled? Resources Mentioned: Summer House Martha’s Vineyard: https://www.bravotv.com/summer-house-marthas-vineyard. The 3 C’s In Friendship : https://visionwisecapital.com/the-three-cs-of-friendship/#:~:text=A%20different%20way%20of%20categorizing,for%20what%20you%20are%20for! Sex In The City : Season 1 Episode 3 “Bay of Married Pigs”

What’s the definition of insanity Doing the same thing over and over and expecting a different result That’s the quote or unfounded consults Cause I beg to differ In a different context doing the same thing over and over is consistency and the dignity sums praises' like symphonies Keep going hoping for that expected result and it’s no one’s fault when you get the tales The short end of the stick The hits and the licks make you not want to do this shit But you keep going Mowing til the sunburn Create those clothes only to say their unworn Keep fighting like your sworn The day will come when it’s your turn

21 questions Can I help you to your walker in your old age Finish your sentences when your thoughts are delayed Will you help me with my socks when I can’t see over my stomach With a bun in the oven get my bonnet when I’ve lost it and I’m not fully cognizant I need clarity is your heart full of sincerity Am I a trophy toy in your bigger picture is your height and the romANTICS the only reason why I’m fucking witchu I don’t want this to be superficial I want something mutually beneficial *in-opportunistic* A friendship a We: a rose by any other name wouldn’t* smell as sweet Wherefore art thou Blank and B It’s Mac and cheese but will you Forever hold the keys 

1:13 This is a crazy time and there’s no getting away every time I fly infectious planes I have to think about a new strain every post I witness is  political wickedness this world is unhinged Sunday Funday frolic and ABC friends but I’m angry yet I smile and shuck for these corona bucks institutions for testing watching copious money flow from the vaccine I got it but how intrusive of the world to unleash a thing and call it a thing when the feen is the one making all the green ain’t no stopping no sugar coating the rocks and shit coral reefs and rainforest trees deplete fires and floods in the street ……then famine I prayed to not live through the last days as I sat there on the third day hot and over drank I asked myself is this hell mariachi and cheap tequila celebrating as the world burns around me no thoughts of optimism when I leave here and go back to the world it’ll be the same shit no vacation or spaceships can escape this plane shift goodness gracious…BT.W

I wonder if they know I dont give af about the blue cheese on their salad or about their family's new rabbit The weather has been the same for weeks so why do we need to kiki about the lack of condensation when there's inflation and asset devaluation the nation is in bile, famine, and sporadic pandemics Doesn't it hurt to smile rather to pretend and to talk about the same thing every day Backstage clock out curtain call the play Ceases I wonder if deep they don't care either The energy it takes speaking has my spirit leaking I feel grim to say fuck them kids I don't care about the puddle in your driveway even though it didn't rain the games you play with the gang down out the brewery I prefer silence and quiet I do my work I go home and have my excitement and they’ll never know I might peel back the external and glow rather slow but careful to expose the more they know it's like touching a hot stove on my end, I would like to be friends but every time in the past I've tried my business like dirty water gets t

I THINK I'M BAD The cycle is a strange thing when you’ve been through your brain re-enacts what’s been done to you you think by going through something you would realize the pain & hopefully, you’ll never have to go through it again but what about that good girl or guy that comes to you & gives you all the things that you're not used to what happens to them you’ve been through hell so why is it so hard to appreciate the good “He’s been good to me but i’ve been bad to him” DAMAGED to say the least I’ve heard terminology such as “baggage” before but how do you train your brain not to think the things about the new person IS HE CHEATING, WHO IS HE TEXTING, WHERE IS HE GOING EX EX. My judge mental accusations are the least of my worries however lets talk about my recent endeavors I’ve come across something that I call temptation and I dug myself sooo deep in the situation that I don’t know how to get out the same things I used to cry about the same things I used to complain about the same shit

The poem Starts at 6:34  Daddy Issues To know you is to love you Or at least that’s the phrase Praises aloud for this day for the daddy’s that Didn’t leave their children to the rain Conversations accusations about him the fatherless son that doesn’t tie his tie straight sits outside on the porch all-day and doesn’t give his baby mama a break Her house is his crib now His nursing turns to mooching he doesn’t understand what he’s doing her backs breaks the kids are watching the cards fall from the spades table on every holiday that's when he’s around for the celebrations and photographs but the systemic systems will have the last laugh That’s what they wanted Broken households minds begin to fold like maturing proteins Mothers cling to their sons and push away their daughters and the system repeats the son leaves that nest to fall to that daughter that never got nurturing  from her father so whatever will do you do me I do you We’ve seen it a million times So when does it stop my thoughts on this sit

I can't cry with the fear that It’ll aggravate my symptoms Chest tight blurry vision My body is weak I don’t want to speak to quickly as ill become breathless Can’t think to eat trying to stay up with fear of drifting during my sleep No one to talk to I’m probably fine it’s all in my mind I know ill be a patient soon Im aware I stare at the wall foreseeing what's near oxygen, Ambient, and fluoxetine will soon be part of my daily needs How do I know, because I do If you knew me you would know too I write to you the other me to get through because the emergency room isn’t an option I’ve been to the urgent care twice All I can do is pray to make it through the night despite feeling breathless how reckless can I be How sickly did I not know I was I look above and I might find peace as tears fall from my eyes Have I been chosen I’m tired god I’’m awaken Im sorry god for I have forsaken you Ive always taken care of me through the grace of you Ive  always taken care of me because no one else did nor is it

Lets say this was a lit poem. Take it with a grain of salt more to come.

Drake's room a poem about infidelity one of a two part.