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Word Play

word play 
 agitates
 souls
 that 
 lack the
 right 
 alignment in
 their back

 eyes
 drawn with 
 markers 
 that have drawn 
 eyes that are gold
 that mold 
 and glaze over
 like love that
 has been left in 
 the cold.

 breathe me 
 in through nostrils
 that resemble lips
 that taste like ears
 that hear nothing but senses
 laced in acid

 enhancement in veins
 run like advancement
 through generational names
 this nonsense....

 no.
 this is word play

 -Destiny the Poet

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Waiting

we talk about existence 
like we talk about
the concept of time
trying to encode our souls 
in something 
we do not believe in

patterns seem to 
make rings around 
the heart of the flesh
the soul of the wind

my lips stay loose 
for the right words 
to slip its way through

but what is a thought
but a creation we waited for 

but what is a thought 
but a creation that we are waiting for
…because waiting is the message of Creation

we write with existential pens
we love with an 
intensity the heavily depends
on the input-output 
laws of equilibriums

can we really see?
can we really feel?
can we really exist?

my flesh becomes 
a reason to hate myself
and to hate myself 
becomes a reason to breathe

i want to be broken 
without the feeling of insecurity

but God wants broken vessels.
that’s what the past said to me….
”I am a broken vessel.”

God is a broken vessel

so we twist our fingers to
match the rhythm of the pulse
so we lose our minds
to erase the words that made up
the original thought

and I continue to find myself
to find God
to leave clues for the past life 
to find God the Moment.
No One Attending Will Ever Be The Same…..

-Destiny the Poet

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Waiting

we talk about existence 
like we talk about
the concept of time
trying to encode our souls 
in something 
we do not believe in

patterns seem to 
make rings around 
the heart of the flesh
the soul of the wind

my lips stay loose 
for the right words 
to slip its way through

but what is a thought
but a creation we waited for 

but what is a thought 
but a creation that we are waiting for
…because waiting is the message of Creation

we write with existential pens
we love with an 
intensity the heavily depends
on the input-output 
laws of equilibriums

can we really see?
can we really feel?
can we really exist?

my flesh becomes 
a reason to hate myself
and to hate myself 
becomes a reason to breathe

i want to be broken 
without the feeling of insecurity

but God wants broken vessels.
that’s what the past said to me….
”I am a broken vessel.”

God is a broken vessel

so we twist our fingers to
match the rhythm of the pulse
so we lose our minds
to erase the words that made up
the original thought

and I continue to find myself
to find God
to leave clues for the past life 
to find God the Moment.
No One Attending Will Ever Be The Same…..

-Destiny the Poet

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Limitless

what is God but God
and everything else that is not God
is God

am I really limitless
does my soul fit the concaves of empty space
the tongues brag on me...

with glorified nouns
with electric truths
with deadly exclamation marks

every spirit
clasping onto my energy
waiting to be created from my hands

what is all this up-talk
why do these tongues brag on me so...
because I am God...

all God wants is for The Tongues to brag on themselves...