The Thing about Mornings

I’ll never forget

We slept

Splayed on memorial benches

Morning dew falling on locks like overgrown caterpillars

Crawling to crystallized captivity

Your smile

Sunrise evaporating what moisture remains

I won’t always remember the night

But tucked in the grey folds

Your hips play crescent hillsides

The sun peeking from behind your lips

There is something unforgettably mystic about you

This

A marvel as baffling as frost flying through a cloudless Sunday brunch

As timeless as each second spent in your presence

As infinite as the space between

For every coat of dew fallen on a night forgotten

There is a cherished morning

Cleaning cobwebs and evaporating what moisture remains.


When You Are Lonely

go to a restaurant
become a regular
don’t sit at the bar
minglers roam that pasture
grazing on fresh meat and ripe fruit

table for 1
in a normally busy section
make friends with your servers
tip them well
in the midday gold rush
you are a flash in the pan
shimmering in a river of entitled fish
say please even though they are paid to take your order
thank you is the cherry on top of a meager salary
tip them well

when you are lonely
don’t sit facing the door
avert your gaze
more hope is lost when seeking an exit
every glance a stolen breath
a wasted beat that could have been used thinking about
paying bills
a potential vacation
that book you’ve been meaning to write
…ahem…
Read

when you are all nerve endings and thumb tacks
visit a restaurant that knows your flavor
although it is your servers job to be cordial
you will be single far too long
to turn down forced kindness from strangers

So We Chase

 

Our great-great-grandparents wanted to escape
So they chased freedom.

Our great-grandparents wanted their rights
So they chased equality.

Our parents wanted heaven
So they chased the high.

We want it all…

So why does it feel like we are standing still?

 

Dwayne B! aka the “Crochet Kingpin” is a DC native poet, activist, breakdancer, and fashion designer. He is one of the hosts of DC’s longest running open mic series, Spit Dat DC, as well as poetry host captain for Busboys and Poets (450K location).

In addition to featured readings at every Busboys and Poets location, SAGAfest Iceland 2015, Spirits and Lyrics NYC and ManassasWoolly Mammoth Theater, and the C2EA “We Can End AIDS”, Dwayne’s short form poetry prowess led him to win the Best Haiku Award at the 2011 National Underground Spoken-Word Poetry Awards (NUSPA). His work to increase HIV awareness through spoken-word garnered recognition from the Congressional Black Caucus Foundation, BBCAmerica, the Discovery Channel, and The Washington Post.

Ultimately, his goal is to force his audience to feel. He tends to meet goals. When not documenting his life through poetic meter, he can be found on the  metro making scarves and hats, or singing karaoke.


Image by Sudha.ghanta – Own work, CC BY-SA 4.0, https://commons.wikimedia.org/w/index.php?curid=60142670

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