Here’s to you!!


Here’s to you kid!

Here’s to you, embryo of the drunken mother & smoked out father.

Here’s to you, seed conceived in this world left ignorant to its gifts.

Here’s to you, for being birthed to begin life as a slave to Earth.
Not even born yet but just know, you will be in this struggle.

Here’s to you, growing stronger & weaker in your survival tunnel of a bruised & beaten mother of domestic violence.

Here’s to your 5 fingers & 5 toes on each hand & foot, like the older siblings not taught how to write.

Here’s to your developing brain & the father who dropped out to bang in the streets & sell cocaine.

Here’s to you, your eyes; may they get to see the light of day.
In the darkness of your mothers womb.
A hostage to her heart & his fist.

Here’s to you, not knowing how to pray but there are angels for you.
Protecting you against your life.
Born into a world of ignorance.
Some call it hell.

So here’s to you kid,
May you bring a new justice & understanding to the life that came before your time.

Before you were even born.




Always Kiss Me Goodnight


Always kiss me goodnight,
Before the shattered glass of our dreams collapse to the floor.

Always kiss me goodnight,
Before the world decides to take advantage of the love we offer.

Kiss me……. Secure & tight.
Hold me…….. Secure & tight.

Remember to always kiss me goodnight.
Before time calls us to oldened age.

Always kiss me goodnight,
Like the last blow of the heavyweight fight.
Every night.
Boxers in the Ring of Love,
We fight.

Never serious, just playmates in the sheets. We retreat.

Before sliding into space of our dreams.. The words of love always redeem.

Always kiss me goodnight.


i love you



The one I love 🙂

Yep, deep down in my heart.
I’ve fallen into a trap.

Love Spells Of Time.

Just You.

Heart, mind, body & soul,
I have your spirit.

I look, I listen, I feel, I crave, I miss…….. YOU!



The World is Collapsing


The world is collapsing.
The world is fallen.
Burning like the deepest Hell.
Ears of every single person here.
Our societies & homes.
No substance. NO STRUCTURE.
This is the fallen glass of the shattered window.
We are bleeding.
Cut by dirty pieces of glass.
We are diseased.
Unhealthy & uncared for.
We are the cause watching the effect.
Slow Motion. SLOW DEATHS.
No fresh wind. No breath.
The world is collapsing.




April 7 2011 8:50am

I want to express this feeling. I can’t be helped without the question of money being present. Its not a sign, its just a calling. Call to the wild. Call to my spirits. Unsettled time elapses in my mind. Like unfinished sex in a room full of vultures. All watching & waiting to see what I will do next so they can have a chance to quench on my flesh. Angry & frustrated. Flustered, but I hold steady. Like the strength on a woman. Performing Kegels & holding his instrument of ecstasy inside her. He is already strong but she makes him stronger. I am the vagina & the penis. I engulf my insides & outsides to hold me high in honesty. Honestly I’m trying, had tried long & hard……. To push through openings befitting & unfit for me. Most times unasked, I have raped this society & gave it my unborn children, in my own culture, views, & talents. Like the man having no life destination, I throw the condom away & give this world all that I have, from the womb, my Queenly essentials. Pure creativity expanded in my spirit. I paint the lines of my emotions. Stroking lines of life onto many canvases! Sex for my soul comes closer & grows a deep tingling feeling inside my body. Touches my fingers like a cool breeze on the hots of 99 degrees in the summer. I quiver & the power exudes through me. Pouring an inebriated orgasm that couldn’t be contained. I came on this planet.

-SpaceMartian QSS.

Ode to the Skies (1st flight)


Cosmic shaded of your clouds escape into my eyes as the bird ascends its wings.
Elevated above a force of gravity where “FREE” in the home domain.
An alleviated feeling to exhale the world below & take on the wonders of the clouds.
A wonderland of sentiment & powdered sugared precipitation.
Pillowed clouds evolve into my dreams like the last imaginary sleep of my childhood.
I am home again.
Living in the freedom of an escaped world in the sky.
You are the source extended closeR to my planet.
Popping eardrums & illuminated visions of blue hues, white lights & bumpy turbulence.
Different shapes & densities of formulated clouds inside & above the atmosphere.
Stratosphere surrendering my soul.
I want to stay here.
A bird in your skies.


Vanilla Twilight

He keeps me in the Vanilla Twilight. Cascading thRough the galaxy of invisible imagination.
We’re scooping our love out like the last beans of roasted vanilla.
Trying to start over & replenish the lost words from the lost world of our emotions. A distance that holds a aura of love out, in the palm of my hand.
I close my eyes to see the darkness in his light. The elements of the sun whose heat has melted my heart.

Heard his vibrations in the winds of my waves.
Something about Reciting into my eyelids so the words disperse into my pores. Pouring honey filled drops of love unto my heart.
Tasteful twilights.

-QSS. Neptunes Martian.

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