Saturday, October 3, 2009

Aunt Bernice,

    I'm sorry if I spelled your name wrong and I'm sorry for a lot of things. I'm sorry for not getting this letter to you sooner, before you died, but I figure maybe I'll stop procrastinating from now on. Hameen's taking your death really hard and Savannah has too because she's really emotional, and of course that comes from mom, but currently all I could think about right now is reflecting.

Maybe I'll seize the day from now on. As a matter of fact, that's one thing I wanted to talk about. I'm so proud of you and everything you've done. My mom was bragging today about you and how you accomplished more in your 93 years than we will ever will. Well she said in your elder years, at least, you have succeeded more than we ever will. I'll always remember your wall full of trophies and medals and how you always had subtitles on the tv and your plastic on your furniture. I'm going to miss it a lot. I remember the cookouts we had and the way you said 'Carl' and how you wiped the floor with us at darts that one time. And I just wanted to write this letter on October 4th, 2009 to tell you that you have inspired me and surely you will be missed. We're all trying our hardest to be strong but it's kind of hard to say goodbye. Nonetheless, I know you're in a better place and I'll be seeing you soon and you can tell me about how much I've grown and I'll be able to tell you how much I missed you. We all reach this point sometime, but at 93, oddly enough, I can say that it was too soon and I thought you'd live to be a million. It sounds crazy but for some reason it makes the most sense in the world to me.

    I assure you everything will be fine. Uncle Jackie will be alright and Ten ell (again, I'm sorry for the spelling) and Tredessa will stop fighting immediately and make up and the rest of the family will get together and we'll remember you and the happy times and everything will be just fine.


 

I miss you Aunt Bernice, and I'll love you always

Michael

Thursday, July 23, 2009

To think

That I was sad about moving up a grade last year is ridiculous now

I'm so much better than I was before

I've had a girlfriend for 9 months, I've happy cried, I've done everything.

I don't know if I've become more boyish or if I'm growing into a man but I have a month to have fun and figure out

I'm in class next to people cramping their hands on this final

I want to go outside

I want to breathe air

I want to burn leaves brown and crush them

I want to play my instrument as loud as I can for a WHOLE MONTH LONG

Before I'm an 11th grader and I have to do real work, you can catch me soaking up the summer sun on august fourth eating a purple dinosaur with my baby

And maybe having a jam session with a few friends.

Before I get a job of course.

But I guess this is a goodbye to my class.

I'm glad I stayed in A and I'm going to miss a couple of people here

But I can't wait to see who's in my class next.

Until then though, somebody help me find a wave pool, ASAP!!!

Sunday, February 22, 2009

Just about

As pointless as soap scum, I mean, isn't soap meant to clean?
Or Like what kayla said, how everytime is actually TWO words
As pointless as your world without this
But how do you know what the world means to you if you havent ever really grasped it in your hands
Like death grip
Whatever, nobody got that, im going on now
IM NOT DEAD
you must of dug a veeeeeery shallow grave for me because i never stopped writing and i never will
Just about as stupid as that word because its not actually a verb, nobody is Necessarily stupid, maybe mentally impared or not as 'intelligent' as you but its More like an expression so dosent it make you fucking stupid for calling someone it
Ahhahaha like gunpowder to the face
I am hyper and today was great and all i can think of is the word existential
And i dont care anymore
i dont care
just about as happy as you ever wanted to me so i cant deal with cunts at the moment
Cunt
Dirty word!

Sunday, February 15, 2009

Explosions Nobody Knows About

11 on 2-14

It doesn't matter, because nobody's reading

But sometimes I watched you closed eyes and wonder if we can stay like this forever

And people say when love is young, its dumb because we have no handle or control

But cupid was a child, the most innocent of all beings, so don't hack at our legs just because yours grew along with your ego

I love the moments we have when you feel like you're about to buckle and you can't take it anymore, and then we go and do it again

We're a touchy little couple, with remarks that strike our ears like daggers

You know line for line what they said before they smoke

I knew smile for smile when this was going to be something big

Call this the complete anthology of our love over Rod Serling's voice and Disney Cgi flicks

But sadly all I had for you was that day…

Nonetheless, to be pathetic, I'm going to rhyme

I LOVE YOU BAY!