Featured Poem of the Day

  • Ahead of Myself

    I’ve been eating the career I could have
    before I even taste it
    I’ve been celebrating the chase I won
    before I limbered up
    There
    is so much that could be had
    no limit to the ceiling
    There
    is so much that could be had
    and that’s why I be feeling like

    Hot shit
    Yeah that’s it
    The golden shot
    straight up no mix
    Undefeated baby
    Oh and Oh (0-0)
    ya can’t fail what you haven’t tried
    perhaps that’s why

    I’m always feeling a little bit down
    like I never learned to live
    still in the nest behind my desk
    birdie’s not learning to fly
    It takes some skill to make the leap
    of faith, dear god
    It takes some faith to learn the skill
    the thrill, oh my

    Because every time I take a risk
    the anxiety fades
    to black and white
    and then I can rest come night

    Then I’ll wake up.. feeling like

    Hot shit
    yeah I’m it
    the golden shot
    straight up no mix
    Doing fine I’m nine and one (9-1)
    or one and nine not doing fine
    and that’s why

    I can’t stop trying till I make it
    let’s face things
    I’m priceless
    I only say that because I can’t fake it
    and I know that
    you’re priceless
    If you can do it then I can
    and they can
    and she can
    and he can
    and we can

    because we’re

    Hot shit
    yeah we’re it
    The golden shots
    straight up no mix
    Doing perfect
    we’re five and five
    always striving
    and feeling alive

    —

    in