Gemineye performs at Mike Geffner's "Inspired Word"

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I AM POET

I am poet…I say things in ways you couldn’t imagine, I put words on paper in patterns most people couldn’t fathom, I touch masses…through individualized literary interactions, one mind at a time, I am poet…

I write poems for people who don’t even know I exist, I resist the temptation to be normal, so I speak to people who will probably never hear me, but I hope they know I exist, I persist through difficult times, hoping my words might find the person who needs them, I am poet.

I cut my chest open and bleed my passion, unfolding my flaws in front of audiences of strangers so you might walk away and stop masking, walk away unafraid to be who you are, let people see who you are, My poetry is about me cutting myself so you don’t have to wear those scars, I am poet.

I sit in loud silence listening to thunderous whispers…society inspires me to push a pen against paper until my fingers have blisters because somewhere, some child needs an older brother or sister, and my words might raise a future generation because I am poet.

I speak my words as often as possible, because my words might help someone else pass through obstacles, I speak for others to overcome, I write for many not for some, but I write with the hope that when all is said and done I might have touched just one, I am poet.

My red badge of courage is the blood ink stained pages of my testimony, my written statements are the medals of honor of the wars you once fought, I don’t write for the money because my words cannot be bought, I am poet.

I speak in paradigms, giving you both the blessing and the curse, I am opposite, like a shallow heart having worth, I give birth…I am poet

Everything I write will not be a masterpiece, yet it will be a masterfully mastered piece when I speak, I speak what I write so I might reach, I reach with all my might so I might teach, I am poet.

I am poet, and if no one else knows it, I will still continue to show it…plants seeds of intelligence and grow it, give honor to god for my talent and bestow it, I am poet.

PROUD TO BE FROM MOUNT VERNON, NY!

PENNY FOR YOUR THOUGHTS

Can I offer you a penny for your thoughts?
As a matter of fact, how about three?
One penny for you, one penny for me,
And one penny for our minds engaged not so sexually.
Getting intimately closer as we approach the
Climatic altitude of nude, mental, sensational... conversation.

Because I’m trying to get to know everything about you
From the neck... UP.

So these are not your typical, sexual, poetical prose.
I’m trying to close the door on that all too familiar freaky foreplay game.
With which most guys have chose to approach you.
While they are trying to get deeply imbedded
In the fine fibers of your bed sheets,
I’m trying to find and define the fibers of which your mind speaks.
I want to engage you
By putting a two karat solitaire diamond on your mind
Marrying your every thought!

I want to lick every inch of every crevasse
So I can get an oral fix from each orifice
And taste you passionate IMAGINATION.

Id rather be naked and exposed, holding you
As we're lying and you're crying
While confiding and describing
the tough times you’ve had in life
And how you don’t know
If you can keep a relationship long enough to be somebody's wife.

I wanna feel the heartbeat of your inner rhythms
As they lead me toward your warm, wet, waterfalls of feminine thoughts.
And ill swim in them.
From backstrokes, to breaststrokes,
I’m penetrating every entrance... to your mind.
Taking my time to find out everything about you.

Did I ever tell you about how you
Fell asleep in my presence?
And your mere essence
Kept me awake for hours
As I cowered with this feeling
Of sexually unadulterated mental connection?

And as you lay by my side
I pushed the blinds aside
And took the time in the moonlight of that night
To count 72 eyelashes
On the upper eyelid of your right eye!
Because when you sleep
Your eyes remain open slightly.

And while we probably moves in too quickly into some sexual shit
I’ve always cared more about the explicitly illicitness
That came from between you lips…meaning your voice.

So now I am standing here
Ready to trade in all the sexual acts that we've preformed
For the chance to reform the very foundation
And the basis of our relationship.

So I reiterate my opening statement
And I offer you another penny for your thoughts!

LISTEN

She told me she wanted me to listen…so I said to what?
She said listen to the heartbeat of all the memories of my failed relationships
and then love me like the cure for cancer.
Answer the questions of my life with silence and sometimes “just listen.”
You don’t wear a halo and I don’t need a saving grace,
just embrace my pain enough to feel it.
You don’t need to illuminate my problems and make my wrongs right.
Even the sun must let the earth sit in darkness at night.
I can shine on my own, I just need you to be there. Be there like air.
Even present when I don’t know it, be the silent foundation of my life. Support me.
Be my pulse, invisible to those around me but still real. Real cause I can feel you.
She said, sometimes, I just want to know I can count on you.
Add you like math to the equation of life.
Be my quotient, the sum of my parts, beat with my heart, be in sync with me.
Co-write the story of my life as if you were inked with me.
Tattoo yourself to my hope so I can carry you into my dreams.
Sleep with me so we can share the same dreams and then seam our souls together.
Stitch me into the fabric of your fantasies and once again answer me with simple silence.
She said just listen.
Send me a silent stare, talk to me with a kiss, miss me when I’m still with you.
Resist the temptation to touch me and yet still caress me.
Bless me, treat me like a temple.
Worship within my walls and fall into my future.
Suture away my wounds and heal me.
Stand in the next room and still feel me.
She said, be the center of my universe.
Rehearse me like poetry. Speak me into existence.
Make me your adjective and describe us.
Trust me enough to show it, show me enough to know it, know it enough to believe it,
relieve me of the wonder and understand it.
She told me she wanted me to listen…so I did.