@Candice Boyd I know the feeling I was homeless for months and poetry saved me

1 I am becoming black art as I paint surrealic images within your mind’s eye of afro futuristic city-states that expand the legends of those who walked the earth before the DNA of me 2 I am becoming unperformative with my second skin and soul because I no longer have to look the part of a HEALER to heal because when Jesus walked He wasn't concerned about the Devil wearing Prada He wore nada What I'm saying is that I no longer need to wear certain bracelets and necklaces so that you can identify with my hippie ways I've been a hipster I've been homeless I've been that guy writing poetry on a hiking trail while people and protestors pass by Like, damn w hat's that smell?