A Strawberry in Winter
By: Husam (Sam) Salman
Even as he passed me
I couldn't believe it.
Hey mister,
Wanna give me a
ride?
What’chu got?
Epoxy resin attitude, unmixed
Buys with contempt of the fix
Fate unwritten,
but jonesing to be ‘dicked’.
Junkies don’t know no time
She a T-Rex,
Focusing on anything
That moves.
Stoned pirate, got fucked in the face
By his hammer and fist.
You only found out in the
morning
Because your
ass hurt.
No one talked to you
Because you were naked
Wrapped only by a
Street found mattress
Even the bus driver didn’t charge you – fair.
Sometimes you rode in a car.
To real house
And fucked to get high
And got higher, fucking
Sail like a wind, away from your self
and emotions…don’t even think about it
BOY!
(Those died years ago…apparently)
When time collides with fate it creates destiny.
When time collides with fate it creates destiny.
Hey strawberry boy, were you destined to die on
This mountain?
of lonely streets and bastardized existence
Wandering the surreal alleys ‘alone’?
Surrounded by affected ‘souls’
He picked you up
He picked you up
To get you high
To fuck you
good
…that’s all he
wanted!!
He was at least nice enough to usher you to the door when
He was done.
…I don’t care!! Get out!!
These are the fruit you can
Pick from,
This is the fate
You’re currently
‘working’ on.
Both painful and pitiful
Viewed by the eyes of every
I know you want to change the world
And think you are beyond everyone else
But if everyone is still pointing at this
You can’t forever believe that EVERONE else is
Wrong
because a handful of naiveté got together and
Decided that “this” is ‘good’!
Your emotional detachment
Will be the burden
And misery, that you
Abandon onto others – ALWAYS
(Because you’re still a boy, only doing childish things.)
How proud you hold your head
High in the clouds and buried in the sand.
In the search for understanding
When fate and time
Are star crossed lovers
Your illusion
Will blow up in your
Pretty little face
Supernova
Of destiny.
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