Tuesday, November 24, 2015

Flowery

Super red and purple,
The flowers bloomed so super,
it's like life meant truth,
the misery met happiness,
So much to touch,
I'm close but it's almost never enough,
I can do it if I walk to them,
I'll set the timer,
My heart's going a hundred miles per hour,
My mind is at a snail's pace,
When I reach the flowers,
I'll smell the poses,
I'll be able to show my face,
And truth exposed.


By: Brandy Ruiz

Saturday, November 21, 2015

Let Me Up

All the people,
All the people inside of me,
They GO,
They let it Go.
I breathe, "What's up?!"
Have they had enough
to give them,
Give them a little something,
that's enough.
I'd share my secrets but they're too much;
The different people come to fame
and that's the game.

The Fails of a Pumpkin Witch

Stop the garden witch!
The witch
in the garden, like
I didn't eat pumpkins.
I didn't,
squash is delicious.

A Love Letter from My Notebook

7/21/2015
I keep thinking about (name withheld). It's healthy, and selfish, but I keep doing what I have to do. I see that (sex withheld)'s safe. I feel that (sex withheld)'s near and close. You are one of the voices I hear. The way I walk around the street is dangerous. It's a reason I'm being checked on. I get tired but I want (sex withheld) in the cold. I'm worried about my wants. I know I want HIM. And I know what it's like to be liked by someone bigger. It's scary. The good times flew by and only I was left to make with life and keep a decision. I felt better with you near, but away. I suffocate when you're close. I'm "Never Been Kissed" influenced. I love you.

Thirsty?

My sister started calling Coca Cola, "El trago".

Sunday, October 4, 2015

It's here

It's a killer out there. I'm in here. I'm safe. I can't quit.

Saturday, July 4, 2015

The Years Come With Fan

Oh you got the right, my friend.
Oh, how the spirit mends to look,
shows shelter near seeing sites,
The signs so scare the knowing person.
The waiting spirit lends its time;
You are here now!
But the attention I fear leads me to cry for you to depart from me.
The life, your energy is all there, and
you're not just the air in the fan,
You're something, someone, messed up.
Our heads aren't on straight.

By: Brandy Ruiz

Tuesday, June 2, 2015

Failed Haiku Pants

06-01-2015
My leggings fall,
overweight,
I'm fat,
My feet,
There's water on the floor!
I just came back from "the envelope" being dropped off,
I ate pizza too.
My feet smell rancid,
I go off,
"Smelly FEET!"
Should I wash 'em?

By: Brandy Ruiz

Note: I did with a yellow bar of sink soap

Tuesday, May 19, 2015

I'm Singing, Mmmm Drop, NOW what lead?


My singing concern is like my freeze tag playing memory: I tried, we were all invited, but I didn't win. Now I'm really tripping: Did I play? For how long and what did I do for the rest of my time?

Out Of One Thousand Dollars

Penny wanted my burritos de frijoles, but I said no.
But I ate it.
The plate left a stain on my bed.
Yellow is not my bed sheet color,
The stain is round. Oval?
Penny came for the remainder.
I dropped beans of my glass, my sweats, and fingers.
After eating I threw away tortilla.
I ran to wash my hands and serve myself more juice.
But there were frijoles in my glass cup.
I washed my cup, served my fruit punch,
I spilled my fruit punch,
I need to clean it up and I do.
Then I hear my brother's shoes,
He'd said a rap song,
I remember the squeak.
I'm done cleaning and drinking,
but I'm not done listening to rap music, or playing with Penny.

Monday, May 18, 2015

Real Phone to Keep


My poems are free
I freestyle cool-etically
I'm ready frantically- the furniture!
(Gasp] The ghost crowded for strength.
They look good enough to me my masseuse, I panic,
my phone's stories are juicy,
but they are mine, all mine.
I sleep, walk, charge, and upload to it, with me
The world is exposed through the zinging eye of visits,
The upload percent flickers,
and I know my sister is alright.
Eighty-one percent to eighty-eight
and now ninety-one,
I went insane with excitement,
Ninety-nine and the upload!
"The Sea Star" is mine.
I wanted to stack my stomach like pancakes or tiny library comic books.
There's a Clippers game last Sunday,
I'm in the past and home in the present.

By: Brandy Ruiz

White Phone Case

I wait for my phone,
My stomach hurts,
She starts,
there are no leafs to scramble about,
there was a boy to hear,
I felt him because I thought he is to explain the reasons for my compliance to keep writing,
He's only, Presence.
The blue ball shows on my sleeve,
It reminds me of the Gatorade Fierce Blue Cherry present next to me on the table and my slit wrist sleeve anchored by my royal blue hair band, my basketball tattoo and my large hawk tattoo,
I'm distracted by my phone and now my page of paper and pencil.
The days rear-end me and the times I'm counseled get lost, or get,
Finding, struggling, detesting, arrangements that need to be made are met,
and art is one solution as food is to provisional poverty times I can find my phone to upload video, pictures, and text messages as up-to-date, I am queen.
I uploaded photos and now they're public as am I on foot,
but do not eat me please,
The truth, I made cherry pancakes this morning,
Oh, I am a bad Chinese dog restaurant.

By: Brandy Ruiz

Radio Waves

The world is too large,
I'm reminded of a mentor, then
I need a CAT Scan to check for a tumor,
I want to go to sleep,
to not take care of it,
It's not happening.
The thought or the soup of the day is exact,
The result is not exact change for repetition or change;
The radio is food.
I feel the mental chain thinly on the top pain of my teeth
I forgot, they're back,
It's my favorite artist.
I have to pee now and need "somebody to lean on...",
I'm caught liking the DJ's version,
A ghost boy scares me to my liking too,
he's a surprise,
I love the stream,
I feel it's overload,
I go pee.
I see you self, and wait,
it's there again, ON
It asked "why", three times in the mix.

By: Brandy Ruiz

Saturday, May 16, 2015

My Coke Rewards

MyCokeRewards Customer Service

After reading the response, I read:


Comments:I was cheated out of 3 my coke reward points from
both instant win games. I had 6 and couldn t play 3 games.


LOL!


I won a drink in the top e-mail, so SPAM loses.


We apologize for the inconvenience. The 3 points have been credited back to your account. 


LOL!


No, Spam WINA.
Coke 20oz digital coupon both expire on 7/31/14.

Dawg,

The leadership is to sell and feed America dog meat,
the great and beautiful,
blind heart,
cold lifeless paws
not in my pot;
No hazing,
I thinking that they're laughing at me,
or they high
are they eating dog meat in New York,
I rather not eat dog shit and die.

By: Brandy Ruiz

CA Lottery

The Lottery has been FUing me. I need more money too; I see the sun! Literally, I made a poster board of Lottery tickets. It's just blue. Needle and a thread, it take my hope away. In fact, it's encouraging and demanding, like I have a husband. I also drew a flower art straight line piece I colored with washable crayons. I'm a genius, thus far. It was only composed this morning. What will I say then?

Monday, May 11, 2015

I Made My Appointment

I have to call the doctor,
because I'm insane. (I did)
She has to get rich quick
and I stay in my same lane,
She has to get good
for all the smashing and crashing,
I got to get an ear full of updates and latest medical
networking,
I got to check my wallet like I'm party stashing,
unregretable seminal art flashing.

Art for Birthday

Alex B. Johnson drew this for me; Is it too much?
It was my birthday, his present, my like, love, we had sex, and we don't speak to each other anymore!
It's a great... the day I go on a spin cycle of guys; He, him, get too small to pick up inside like folded and around a tube, brown bathroom paper. That's all I get? I'm fine, see.

Saturday, May 9, 2015

Ragga Twins - Bad Man (Skrillex Remix)





Cool green lights going up and down the tattooed chick and skeleton.

Love's Like A Rose

Love is like a rose,
so fresh,
so pure,
so beautiful,
but once down the line,
thorns come and rise
and really just fuck up your life...

all the pain you will feel,
will be in your heart forever more.

By: Brandy Ruiz