at my Busboys and Poets Wednesday night open mic we like to write a community poem involving everyone in the audience. we pass around the paper starting in the beginning of the show and everyone adds a line, so that by the end of the show we have a poem that we wrote together. this is that poem for Wednesday, January 15, 2014 at Busboys and Poets 5th & K Open Mic featuring Janani Balasubramanian (pictured below).
COMMUNITY POEM: The Blood of Love
The night is cool, from Philly to DC. So many beautiful
faces I see.
Shrimp and grits are good to Me!
This winter weather, I love it.
Now let’s get loud like a trumpet.
BLARING LOUD, IT FILLS THE ROOM,
Music surrounds me it goes BOOM, BOOM, BOOM,
This pomegranate lemonade is the bomb dot com!
And drinking the DC tap water, you can’t go wrong.
Can’t wait to hear all this uncensored art
That speaks to my very existence on Earth
Ready for this amazing art to ART!
Ready to rip my soul asunder, to fill this hollow shell
I want you to be my girlfriend Talisha, you’re like a love
U gotta start with love between ourselves
So we can love one another
I love this guy’s vest, hat & tie;
Clapping and chewing for sounds and words from the mic
Choking on the voices of our ancestors, lost
Not hearing the call to discover our own
voices and passions silenced by the status quo.
That’s why we must let minority verses flow
My children are my lifeline their mere
existence is pure divine
Now watch us shine!
New places it’s time to grow
In with the new, out with the old
This world can be so cruel + cold
Self discovery is better than the Discovery Channel
I found love in my high school/Facebook Friend
A love I wish lasts from now until the end.
I’VE FOUND THAT THE BEST BUSINESS OF ALL
BUSINESS IS TO HAVE SOME BUSINESS
OF YOUR OWN N IF YOU DON’T HAVE NO BUSINESS
THEN MAKE IT YOUR BUSINESS TO LEAVE
OTHER PEOPLE’S BUSINESS ALONE
JUST TO BE PEACEFULLY LIVING DRAMA
FREE JUST TO LIVE N LET BE CAUSE
YOUR NOT ME N DON’t WANNA BE Michael Myers
Live Love, Love Life, Bring Life. don’t think
Sometimes I wish I had taken my mind’s advice instead of my heart,
which can be my biggest vice
Don’t think twice, love, just love
Then stop! Collaborate and listen
Boom shock a loca….Boom
Let the fire of love breathe
Let the beauty of life flow
Not until the winds turn
I will still still continue to love this earth
The voices inside are let loose for a few
People are lined up in a queue
To allow people to really think
Even though it may really stink
All different colors, created unique, death on a
cross for a few to become one. No I’m not talkin
about a son but a lover, take a moment to think
of love a tree, breathe blown out for you & me.
all different colors, created unique.
Griming things for Shining things seems like the violence
never stop, unlocking my mind from calamity to escape
insanity from the pressure of poverty psychologically.
My mind, I’m stuck inside a never ending book. Wishing I
can get to the end, yet I feel one must take their time.
Bathing myself with the blood of love
find Janani online at queerdarkenergy.com
their feature performance was soooo on point. hilarious and deep and all sorts of other feels. very good night. ’twas so packed we had to seat people on the stage.