Look, you’ll be the first to know when it happens. Check out the poems I posted today: Sill Afloat Dead Souls On Self Love (And Fox and the Hound) Surrender
I accept this pain I love this rain, Just give me strength To finish this boat. I dare not frown. Let these hoes drown. At the end of the day, I’m still afloat.
a poem by Benjamin Stone Dead souls, dead soulsCan’t be blue.Dead souls noWorse or better than you.Broke man, broke manPay your rentYou can’t fuck the Mother, SonOr you’ll get spent.
I surrender to you, Lady. You know I need your help. It’s just you and me down here, right now. Not anybody else. And He’s up there smiling down, ‘Cause I’m Able to forgive. I surrender to you Woman. Show me how to live.
Is that all you’ve got? I’ve endured worse. I will excel Despite your damn curse. But you know that I love you. I can’t wait for Christmas. Presents for Easter. I guess that’s your business.
