connecting*the*dots

the get to know process
is as sweet as the got
butterflies inside
got my shit tied up in knots
and then all of a sudden
i’m placed on the back of the stove
but she didn’t drop me on simmer
i hopped up myself and drove…
there
there
stop having a fit
she’s been all together straight up
you don’t listen for shit
well, of course that’s not true
my ears are tuned in like a mutt’s
i’m just trippin’ on her mixed signal vibe
like a jerry lewis inspired klutz
so i guess this weekend i’m back out in the game
time to call up that chica from last thursday’s night entertain
meant…
nothing
but now it most definitely does
because our timing was spot on
it’s time to see if i feel the same way
i can’t play this game for too long
you see i’m all about a struggle
and i’m all about hard climbing
but this woman is has my world on a swivel
and i’m tired of all this rhyming
so yeah i got butterflies inside
and my shit’s tied up in knots
but just give me the long weekend
and i’ll clear this ventricle blood clot

the comp showed it’s head tonight
both in person and as a late night shout
man, it was just what the doctor ordered
i was tired from flippin’ my gray matter about
so we talked about this
and laughed about that
hair got brushed back
she exposed her tat
we walked around the block
and exchanged pleasantries
dodging between cars
leaning up against trees
laid out on the grass
under the midnight sky
she asked what i was thinking about
i looked at her and said why?
you know what?
let’s go upstairs for a nightcap or two
she grinned that grin
i slid on her shoes
M
2
3
4…
was a blast
5
6
7
my floor at last
giggling like two kids in the dark
we stumbled into my home
shot past the liquor
went straight to my foam
pillow talk was music to my ears
sweet nothings and dirty speak
dreams of life, family, careers
i had thought i’d hit my peak
until she rolled over and stared into my eyes
damn my heart nearly skipped a beat
i slid my hand between her thighs
we performed an encore to the previous feat
i’m telling you this chick was no joke
she was the "i" in team
the high in coke
so as i wrap up
and prepare to hit the sack
let me ask you one question…

how’s your back?

you see
in actuality
my night was low key as all hell
there isn’t much to describe, not much to tell
comp #1 strolled on by and we chatted for a while
comp #2 called late tonight and she’s now off speed dial
but i do hope you felt a jab of disappointment
as you got the mock blow by blow
’cause there’s something i should tell you
something you might already know
i want you to be that girl
the one who put the high in coke
the barefoot stargazer
the girl who’s no joke
the girl that’ll hit stop on floor 4
and not pause to think twice
the girl who’ll talk nasty
the girl who’s so sweet and nice
the girl who has butter soft thighs
the girl with intelligence to spare
the girl with eyes to drown in
the girl that flirtingly flips her own hair
the girl that tosses that glance
that girl is on the other side of the wall
so how about a dance?
i swear i won’t let you fall…

man…
what a spot
rock meet hard place
in-between you’ll find my face
wincing in a pain that feels oh so good
i just need some room to move
some space to find my groove
with her
yeah, yeah, i know
we’ve gone there before
she opens and then closes the door with a wink in the crack as lure…
cool enough
i like it rough
spank me,
slap me,
call me shirly
spin me round and round
make the chase a topsy-turvey
oops… there’s no chase
my bad
i forgot we already had
that conversation
this must be of my own creation
yeah… right
i need to feel your heart beating against your chest
until i do i’ll have trouble finding rest
i need to look deep within your eyes
see your soul stir and shed it’s disguise
i need to feel the small of your back
massage the pain so it’ll never come back
i need to hear your voice in a soft purr
make my world lose focus and go to a blur…

i need to stop

ahhhhh shit it’s on
going, going… gone
i’m on deck for the long
haul
that smile could make a midget stand
tall
but it ain’t like i’m just gonna
fall
for a woman whose game could just
maul
me into two halves
it would take at least two carafes
washed down by a bunch of laughs
to have me singing that song
yeah, her game is mad strong
makes a man want to go long
for a pass
i’m liking that pass
and all it takes is a glance
shit, i could fall into a trance…
whoah.
just say no.
check out that woman from the show
hang out with that cutie from down the hall
they haven’t thrown up circumstantial walls
man…
why do i enjoy putting my head through such tight fits?
ok, that’s rhetorical
it’s time to quit.
haha.

not too much to ask
three servings of blood, sweat and
tears
shaping my world
hurled
a morning of adjustment
meant i had moved on
c’mon
it’s not where you are
but where you’re going
knowing that i plan on getting myself straight
hit my weight
re-create that half of confidence
the present will become the past tense
unrelent
spent
i went to it
i’m just doing it
lit my ass with the passion
a lastin’ reaction
taxin’ my ass 70 minutes per
grrr…
i’m back in the game
off the bench for good
before i slept
and then i stood
time to shut up and run
’cause i told myself i would

yeah i’ve been there
done that
if you don’t know
you’d better ask
the last thing i’m gonna do
is take shit too slow
or jump on it too fast
my rythym is arhythmic
i uncock the hammer just to blast
silence…
you don’t know my soul has past
vision
derision
fission…
wisdom cells have shaped my form
my life has felt worn
at times square
i feel
real is lost
fake is the cost
i’m having trouble holding on
yeah this is just a poem
a rhyme
a song
but my heart and soul is starting to shift
over the bridge
in comes the riff…

man, my timing is all fucked up
i put my libido on hold and i emptied my entire cup
what was i thinking?
was my head in the sand?
i put my money on black 13
on a chick in a far, far away land
one that i’ve never even met
if you can believe that to boot
i packed away my life
i practically tucked in my root
to "concentrate on my gig"
and focus on my career
what the fuck was i drinking?
who spiked my beer?
co-dependence was a bitch
so i made sure i got out of that loop
and now that i’ve met a woman on my level?
ha!
let me give you the 3 flavored scoop…
i work like james brown, but get paid like jimmy walker
i’ve since gained 25 pounds, my ass looks like it should be in a rocker
i eat food out of boxes, when i used to cook from betty crocker
but it’s "time to let the healing begin" (an ode to my man joe cocker)
so i’m off to bed at 10pm tonight
not because of this (meow)
i need to get myself tight
watch my hours and my chow
we may end up good friends
maybe more, maybe less
but one thing is for certain…
i’m the king of a planned out digress
sean

out went the lights
out went the phone
out went the lift
to my pad, to my home
out went the excuses as
to why she wasn’t…
the bomb.
exploded,
corroded,
imploded in my gut
i tried to fake the funk on a moment in the real
and i walked away a punk with respect to conceal
you know the bomb that’s ticking
has a clock of her own
and i’m just looking to get in that radius
take out my block
take out my home
take out my car
take out my clothes
take out my…

BAM.

lights out.
damn!