Consent

Consent is easy
It looks like
Me sending you texts all day
About
Tongue and two finger combos
what I wish I could do
Because I know you like them
It looks like me
Wearing a tie
Because I know
You like to take it off
And be blindfolded
Consent
Is both of us
Passionately
Having fun
Both of us
Burning out together
Both of us
Coupled together
Like
A spliced electrical wire
That’s consent
——
If it isn’t firing
If it isn’t equally enthusiastic
If you’re not in to it
Than I’m not having fun
We can do something different
Anything
Cook
Nap
There is no pressure to be anything

Other than who and what we are

Consent is easy

-E

New year new

Hang in there
This is life
This is what you’ve got
I flipped the script
I changed it up
Maybe I was a fool
Sure
I panicked in the beginning
Thought what the hell have I done
But then you ask
Ok what do I do now?
I have to keep going forward
I have to
I can’t stop
I can’t stop
The sky is the limit
But we’re going to break through that too…
Both feet on the ground
Reality can be distressing
But if you’ve got the moves
Stay in the ring
Pressing
——-
I know you want to scream
3am what kind of life is this…
——-
Build a dream
This is your life ….
What you get is what you’ve got…
What do we do about it ?
What are you gonna do now?
Keep pressing
Keep writing
Keep building
Soon you’ll be flying
Looking back saying
Look at that
We overcame
What we thought would crush us
We surprised even ourselves
We can build
We can change
We can run this race
That boy from the mountains
Passed down shoes
Kerosine heat
Concrete floors
A lot of sacrifice
But look where it got you…
Look at what a boy can do…

Keep your head down
Keep pressing
Keep writing
Keep climbing
Soon you’ll be flying

-E

Hard lessons

Just let me be me
Don’t let me be good
Let me be great
Stop the world
Stop settling
Don’t be ok
With showing up
To your destiny
Late
—//
I should already be dead
Sometimes I wonder why you did it
What would make you end it,
Came up on nothing
Cold concrete
Heated by kerosine
Rolls of carpet in the hallway
-///
Working everyday
Full time from the age of 16
Overtime because I’ve got a dream
—///
New hustle
New religion
Stacked adrenaline
Stranger in this town
Left it for the iron city
Bags are at the door
Been training to lift it
Since the age of ….
6
Names under scripture
Highlighted by gin
Whispers wondering where you’ve been
-///
I don’t have time to rest
She said managing monotony and monogamy was like putting murder in her mind
She’s dying from the small town life ,
She’s doing things she said she never would…
She’s thinking about things she said she never would …
—///
You don’t fit in and you don’t stand out
You are a new kind of ….
A new mind of…
—-//
Bond girl
Straight out of water
Kill lights
She’s all power
Couple
Feet on the ground
She’s got a hit list
She’s taking things out
We threw punches
Spit blood
Broke prides
Life isn’t a fairy tale
Life isn’t free
Hard lessons learned
—-//
Go in hard like an icon
Come up running
Came from nothing
And they’ll keep it from you if you let it
Nothing’s guaranteed
Read the fine print
Hold them to it
New fire
Fresh hustle
Old power
Take this iron city and lift it
Buy a new dream
Forget bling
Show me a start up running on
Hustle
Step for step
Dancing like Muhammad Ali
Just waiting you sleepers out
Coming up worthless
Sitting back observing
Waiting on the bell
Waiting on the knockout
Now everyone’s married
Locked in 18 to life
Living on dad
Dead at 30
What’s that echo?
Bell…
Feet on the ground
Building
—///
Don’t show up late to your dream…
—-///
Don’t settle
It’s a struggle
Power couple
Full hustle
Build
No kids
She wants a prenup
Hustler all her life
She’s not a bad bitch
She’s not even savage
she’s quietly building
buying this town
She’s coming up

She’s not after luxury

She’s leaving a legacy

Reload

It’s time to get up

Ain’t nobody here taking you out

Nobody gonna save you

Nobody left to bluff

It’s my call

My choice

My goals

In front of me

I’ve got the fire

I’m not playing

All original

Above average

I’ve got what you need

More than you could ever want

Hard times can always reload

Bullet proof

Feet on the ground

Leading by example

Born in the darkness

Shaped by the process

I don’t know if you’re ready

For the prize fight

This is more than a lifeline

This is the show of a lifetime

Ohh

Get up

Go get it

No questions

No limits

You only get one opportunity

One shot

Doors close

Lights off

Fire it up

Fire it up

Press on

Man you born for this

Above average

Carry it!

They don’t make them like you

Not normal

Shaped by the times

Go get it

Go get it

Restless hands

Out on the highway

Out there on the long way

Where the lights follow you close behind

There’s a bend in the road

Where only god knows

Where the lights go

—///

She appears

Where he turned his back on her way back when…

Chased his restless flame

—///

Her tears turned to rain

Rain flowed into rivers

Rivers into oceans

And oceans never fill….

We are beaten by the crashing waves

Only god knows

How to understand

How to hold

These restless hands

——///

Father Time

Broke Mother Nature

And only God knows

How to understand ….

——///

There’s something about grace

There’s something about the contradiction of the heart and mind

And these

Restless hands

Beagle in the City #290

Simon: What if we had pizza
Francis: I want chicken nuggets! FIFTY chicken nuggets.
Ethan: we’re having…we’re having…Space soup.
Simon: This isn’t very promising.
Ethan: It’s very good. You’ll like it.
Francis: Where’s the space? I don’t see the space? Are you sure you’re making this right?
Simon: are we poor? You can hit me with it dad. I’m a big dog.
Francis: oooh tuna, what’s poor? Is that in this ?
Ethan: What! (Slams counter) nonsense! You gentlemen, are the richest scoundrels I personally know.

No sides (full hustle)

She’s making money
No sides
Full hustle

She’s pulling doubles
104 %.
104 weeks
A year
You can’t handle what you
Can’t own
You can’t taste
What you can’t touch
She’s out of your class
She’s out of patience for your
(Love) (truck) (excuses)
There’s no coming back to
There’s no
Past
Blast
She’s moving forward
And she ain’t paying taxes
She’s writing off the years she carried your asses
She’s stacking cash
She’s building her empire
No holds barred
Who made the rules ?
She’s out to build
She’s out to thrill
Her self
No coming back
No looking back
She’s her own muse
She makes her own rules
She’s making money
No sides
Full hustle

-E

Photo Origin Kylie Francis