Known Unknown

Dear unknown We can't keep waiting like this, or can we? Lets not both be silly & childish, we both understand the game of numbers; So why waste time we don't have, Debating feelings we can't explain, Fucking with emotions we can't afford, Playing games without rules. Lets not fuck this over, or shall we? You know, I fell in love again, this time, of my volition. Just like falling out of love, it hurts, but I fell In love again. I could write anthologies of your sins, and journals of mine, but finding first offenders isn't the game, sinning is. This ill born fruit of our coalition of errors, was evidence of my laxity of psyche. that boy died, you killed him. This is not another love story waiting to happen, this is not another one of those love notes. I am proud now, thanks to Ola. Never again are we coming here, never again should we think of re living those days at the parks, I marked that tree to burn, you wenchful scam.  We can't keep waiting like this,...

Remember, the path is evolving Dear Unknown Ònà ṣi jìn, but our fire isn't even burning yet, The destination is never seen before the journey, The Journey is the trips. Destination unknown, Designation guaranteed Dear  Unknown You live in a dangerous world, get familiar with danger,  There is no true love in the world, everything has a price, Not all treasure is gold, not all prices is fiat. Pay what you owe, but owe only the worthy. Understand, the trips is deleterious Dear Unknown No ship in stormy waters ever stood still, Still ships are seated in dockyards, dockyards have graves. Stay out the dockyards. The path is turbulent and precarious, but the hold is primed & solid, hence no deterrence. No return trips, graves at the docks Dear Unknown Be with your presence of mind all times, third eye window. Remember, the path is evolving, go with the first wave, they do the most damage in war. No return trips, victory or death, another path to another war. Either ways, no retu...

 Dear unknown We have run out of time, our time with eachother has come to a heart wrenching end, 5 years together and not one goal. We have failed, like the wet end of a dynamite fuse, we have refused to catch fire, so nothing burns in us & our efforts on eachother are soggy. We are going to war now, it's our entropy. We are armed with the refuge of truth and blood, the fear of fear, the knowledge of death & the lack of the desire to relapse. We are marching to the front lines, the first wave. Tell mother we are going to war, pray not our return, for when we conquer, we march on to another war; it's our entropy. And should we finally taste the pinch of the knowledge death? Then to another frontier we march, another war we fight, it's our entropy. To the front lines, tell Yeye to bring her squadron, tell her to come eat from the spoils of another's war. Dear unknown We no longer have time, let's get to it, another frontier lies ahead, with transition yet unk...

 

I am afraid of what to do next, Of the next item on the menu I am afraid of my own agenda One I haven't concieved.

I have patiently waited night and day I have humbly stood by dusk till dawn Solemnly standing there, come the scorch of the sun Or the pelts of the rain storm Waiting for him to return.

I have seen dirty water in gutters Not knowing, not asking what it washed To make it dirty; or Whether it ever washed anything.

He is never wrong in his calculations. Just as a monkey vaults from one branch to the next, Never falling, never missing a step, Apt and precise in his "off books" documentation. He never misses his numbers, they are forever spot on.

Koríko I have been here all year long, Affixed to this same spot. Stagnant, like the waters of a dirt puddle I have tried and failed, failed to move my feet; The turf beneath me holds me back.

I was born naked, I have nothing therefore I have got nothing to lose. The cravings of my heart are unknown to you and I know not yours. What I want and what I need, are the two things most importantly key to my success.