Author
Poet
Screenwriter
Hoodlum
Breeze Vincinz
BREEZE LOVE SOUL
BOURGOISE CANTOS
© Breeze Vincinz
Let’s take our money
And set it aflame
To light our cigarettes
Let’s pooch our lips
up like we’re kissing
but we never met
Feel secure in my
luxury home and in
my luxury class
Rub luxury oil
on my luxury skin
and on my luxury ass
Give me something sweet to drink
I like sugar in my tea, honey
Go ahead and go over the caloric brink
Excess is sweet, and that green candy is my money
I’m manic depressive, then passive-aggressive
I’m so much less than all of my chips
Currency kool-aid, gold flecked marmalade
Give me something sweet to smooth on my lips
Drink my cola
Eat my burger
My rates are much lower
My toothpaste
Kills plague with haste
My spray makes pussy smell like flowers
My cars are fast
My clothes are cool
My cigarettes are low tar
My god's a gent
Omnipotent
My heaven will take you far
Enriched with the goodness of the sun
Where can I get me some
I need some of your delusions
Sell me, fuck me
Tell me you love me
I need a little plaster
in my contusions
Give me something sweet to drink
I like sugar in my tea, honey
Go ahead and go over the caloric brink
Excess is sweet, and that green candy is my money
I’m manic depressive, then passive-aggressive
I’m so much less than all of my chips
Currency kool-aid, gold flecked marmalade
Give me something sweet to smooth on my lips
Let’s take our money
And set it aflame
To light our cigarettes
Let’s pouch our lips
up like we’re kissing
but we never met
Enriched with the goodness of the sun
Where can I get me some
I need some of your delusions
Sell me, fuck me
Tell me you love me
I need a little plaster
in my contusions
Bourgeoisie Cantos
Coming from Chicago, it took me a good 6-7 years to be acclimated to Los Angeles. I distinctly remember that after the first week, I absolutely hated it and wanted to just give up the whole pursuit and go back to the Windy City. But I stuck it out, and one of the edicts I had to adopt to maintain mental health there is... you just can’t take that city seriously. Keep in mind, I was living in Hollywood, having no luck as a screenwriter and surrounded by sassy queens and what my friends affectionately call the “MAD”... struggling and obnoxious Model, Actors, and Dancers who will proudly malign your entire existence if you are not as pretty as they are. This poem was dedicated to them. I’m just AMAZED at what Suno did with this one.
Writer's Notes
Writer's Notes
Coming from Chicago, it took me a good 6-7 years to be acclimated to Los Angeles. I distinctly remember that after the first week, I absolutely hated it and wanted to just give up the whole pursuit and go back to the Windy City. But I stuck it out, and one of the edicts I had to adopt to maintain mental health there is... you just can’t take that city seriously. Keep in mind, I was living in Hollywood, having no luck as a screenwriter and surrounded by sassy queens and what my friends affectionately call the “MAD”... struggling and obnoxious Model, Actors, and Dancers who will proudly malign your entire existence if you are not as pretty as they are. This poem was dedicated to them. I’m just AMAZED at what Suno did with this one.
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