Fantasy Island

Fantasy Island

By Stacey Tolbert

Last night

I the bartender

Served u up the midnight

Two-for-one special

U drank suga excessively

And today

Just

For To day . . . . . . . . . . . . . .

I want u to soak in the wetness of

LOVE hangover

As u

REPOSITION yo-self

Try and stop the room

From spinin

Last night

only the beginnin

To this new liquid LOVE

soul elixir

addicktion

or wait . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . .

hold up

How about

I be

Nutrition

For the malnourished

Body

No no no

Wait . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . .

Call me

Hobby

For artist hands

That dance

Upon

Brown Skin

Silk

Work of

Incomplete art

At the start

of the middle

While u fiddle with

Strokes unknown

Oh no no

Wait . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . .

how about

I be

Microphone

and u be lips

I be

director

An u be script

. . . see u next time on fantasy island . . .

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Stacey Tolbert comes from a mixture of greens and tofu, doused in lyrical sunsets, algebraic variables and locked up in baby-ghurl moonlit militant truth paper. Affectionately known as the Brown Suga Poet. Sista. Mama. healer. Writer. Playwright. Author. Teacher. Workshop facilitator.

Afrikan. Human. Her words to a dance of Harlem shake meets 40's waltz and dare not be labeled as an everyday spoken word poet. She be griot. Oracle. Orator. Storyteller. Scribe.

Greens and tofu.

She is the Author of Baring My Soul, Playwright of the drama A Quarter Past The Blues, freelance writer of various print and online magazines spoken wordist, motivational speaker and Workshop facilitator of Healertainment, C.P.A.M. and Sistainment-GirlsGroup workshops.