My Insomnia Poetry Moment Pt. 1

I should start another blog dedicated to everything I come up with when I can’t sleep. I am sitting here wide awake watching Breakin 2 Electric Boogaloo. Some movies just don’t hold up over time. I can’t believe I almost cried to go watch this at the movies. My other choices are Squidbillies on Adult Swim or one of the Lockup specials on MSNBC. I stopped watching those after 10PM because I don’t feel like dreaming about being sent to prison. Until they get coed cells incarceration is not the thing for me. I think it’s fascinating how they show the prisoners rapping and singing like they are going to get a record deal from the penitentiary. Why didn’t you just do that on the outside? You might be free. Maybe the jail gives them mental freedom that the streets don’t to try that kind of thing. That’s too deep for this late at night.

I am browsing my high school social networking site. I would like to go on record and say that I will never talk about high school kids acting out on the internet towards their classmates again. These people are in their 30’s and are acting just as crazy. I find it wildly entertaining that my name is being mentioned in forums by girls who wouldn’t date me. I didn’t know some of these people knew my name. It’s just my luck to become a popular dude in school 16 years too late with a receding hair line. I can’t grow my ramp fade to commemorate the event. Maybe I will go to Step N. Style or Soul Train Fashions and get me a fresh rayon shirt and some of those M.C. Hammer pants.

Since this blog is supposed to be a personal reflection of who I am, I thought I would share a poem that I wrote. Look, I am not a poet. Mos Def won’t be introducing me on Def Poetry Jam. It’s just something I came up with that I think describes me. If you don’t like it well that’s fine. Besides, if no one likes it that will cost me zero dollars. If you do like it, don’t over do it with the compliments. See, I have an ego and compliments will only entice me to write more of these and there is no telling what I might come up with. It might be time to re-visit those sleeping pills.

Both of Me
By Clifton

There are two of me working seamlessly
Which one you see depends on who you be
I’m simple and complex at the same time
I’m engaged and detached.
I am easy to talk to but difficult to figure out.
Funny but always serious
I’m responsible with an impulsive edge
Old school and forward thinking
Progressive and laid back
Personable and introverted
Humble with a swagger
Some people meet me and love me forever
Some people meet me and forget about me in a few minutes.
That works for me.
Not everybody is going to understand.
The specials ones hang in there and try to.