I listen to rock songs while reading poetry

AC/DC and Pink Floyd. Black Girl Dreaming and Long Way Down

Lyrics of heartache and written-out hard decisions

Pounding bass and pounding fists both reverberate in the chest

People gather for both, listening to the words and preaching with conviction over oppression and peril 

Vices that lock vocals and choke us up

I drink coffee and Coca-Cola, but never simultaneously 

Caffeine is my drug of choice

Not the hardest substance, but metal gives me a headache

I am a night owl but love sunrises

I make less and less sense

Blasting music that keeps others up but lulls me to sleep

I talk in my sleep, ask me a question, and receive the truth

Dreamers don’t lie, and neither do poets

Write down my subconscious conversations like my lyrics to the soul

Verse for Verse

I know I can’t carry a tune or play the instruments 

But a song-writer is still part of the band

My hands will type and write out 

smeared ink and graphite tattoos on the sides of my hands

I hope one day, my poems reverberate 

I lose much meaning in my words

words become less than understandable 

I reread and reread and reread

repeat, repeat, repeat

Maybe someone will get the meaning

Maybe my words have no meaning unto themselves

I just beg you

Do not search my lyrics

Do not write a profile on their meaning

For each poem, word, verse

has no meaning until meaning is put into it

I question now what I sound like

A songwriter or Poet

Rock songs or Poetry

Pretty words or hard lessons.