Posted by: Mark J Heidecke | Poetry


I fight for everything I know that’s for the better of everything. I fight within my own shell. Sometimes I have to tell my own body to shut the fuck up, I’m moving on. All matter is reduced to happy matter. In order to be consistently happy, one must learn to only necessary. I love you is not enough. I suffer for you is still not enough. I everything for you is finally enough. Call on me anytime and I’ll rhyme harder than I did last week. For years, I have put aside old thoughts and transcended new thoughts. Walking through heartache on a daily rate, pushing through tears, surrendering to all my cares, walking a straight line of morality allows one to surf the wave of morality. Telling Earth what’s next permits a trip of ripe luck.