The Muruku Murmurations

I wrote this spoken word piece for the October Walls show as a part of Mental Health Awareness month. Hoping that this will help those going through a hard time find comfort and peace in the midst of their struggles. Stop, drop and roll is the step you need to put out the flames when you catch fire. Stop drop and roll the dice of stolen time These dots of missing odds Doubled by the unpredictable chance When falling is a must but landing on the right numbers is always a gamble The is no right answer for the mind tricks we play on a dime. The consequence is more than we can handle. Stop, drop and roll Down this hill recklessly When you have lost control Tumbling down rapidly Down a cascade Chaffed by barricades Scratched by sticks Scabbed by stone Caught by your own broken bones. Stop, drop and roll Out the list of things you found Uneasy about your soul The things that bind the soles of your feet keeping them from being planted on the ground. Stop, drop and roll into the mud pit of u...

Lighthouses have always had a strong meaning in my life especially when it comes to hope and support. It was the first thing I saw as an image when I had an encounter with God in 2005 and since then, any time I needed to find light, it would always be in a form of a light house. This is written for my close friends who have been there for me especially during my times of brokenness this year. High - Lighthouse Family You are a lighthouse, Standing steadfast and tall Not because you are above all But a beacon of hope above the walls. Your light is always shining Seen from yards away A call resounding Unwavered by the waves that sway. Guiding our way back to shore You are always there Through the harsh and fair You light up my life with care. - Swit Marie 2052H 15th October 2018 TTDI

After writing a multi, Kudos got me to write 16 bars using Pete Rock's Smooth Sailing beat. We were talking about how we are really grumpy people when we are sick and I tried writing about it. It's okay to be a sick grumpy boy It's a frumpy ploy in a way It's a new day for you to be coy Drinking latte soy from an empty tray Don't be gray like Ruski Tolstoy Be a legendary Geroi (hero) this very day All you wanna say with happy joy Is that you're a free boy and you're a okay Go away with the hay fever can't stay coz it's not the month of May Go out and play, tossing frisbee ahoy Not pirated toys for Saturday In bed you stay feeding hungry Koi Sickboi ready to annoy Instagram today But it's okay to be sick grumpy boy Because I enjoy to love you anyway. - Swit Marie 6th October 2018 TTDI

Intimacy can be in different ways, aside from the physical sense, there is the space for emotional vulnerability and the chance to share the same wavelength and experiences. I was exploring how I would express my desire for intimacy with a person, trying to expand the way I could describe the feeling in that moment when that was all that I wanted. I want a moment Of intimacy Of honesty And transparency Being there as I am No facades No masks No antics No curtains to hide behind My heart beating Frantically Nervously With uncertainty Is it enough to just be? No linen between us Your skin feels like congee garnished with shredded scallops My curves fit in your lines I carefully allow myself to sink in Letting your freckles kiss my moles You place my palm on your sternum Helping my breath rise with yours Slowly exhaling and being present Your warmth welcomes me To stay and be. - Swit Marie 1033H 20th September 2018 Safe Space

At the end of September, I was really having a very difficult time with myself, I felt very overwhelmed by the things I had lines up in next two months and also questioning where I am in term of progress as I was crossing the 30 year mark. In the midst of all of that, I have found myself in people, people who have become very dear and near to me and it is because of them, I choose to continue living and getting better at life. If one day I would wake up To discover that the world has come to an end I will search high and low Just to make sure you are still standing there Just to make sure you are still breathing Just to make sure you still exist in this world In this still fraction of my current reality You mean the world to me. - Swit Marie 1618H 23rd August 2018 TTDI