Unieeeq

Who is Unieeeq? Who is she? What is she? Who she be? Who she be?

I’m the bird of flame.

The tiger in the heart.

I’m a tsunami in the artic.

The blue star amongst the art.

I know not how to speak or to write, I simply think!

I’m not unique, I’m Unique…

Rhetoric

Will you join me in the bathroom? It’s the best room to be.

I’ll bath in bubbles, you’ll film me!

I want you to see my nipples through the mango burst soap suds.

You will film me and you won’t stop until I say.

Only stare into my eyes, or I’ll demand you leave right away.

Will you join me in the bathroom? It’s the warmest place to be.

I’ll press my breasts against the shower screen, I’ll press and you’ll see, that the bathroom is the greatest place to be.

Popped

So earlier today or rather late yesterday, I popped a few pills to help ease the pain away.

Blood mixed with my urine is not blood in my pee – I’m menstruating it’s natural, the pain is created by my body.

So earlier today or rather late yesterday, I popped a few pills to help ease the pain away.

Being this hot is a part of the process, its not an act or a piece of improv!

I’m menstruating it’s natural, the heat is created by my body.

Yes, I’m up early it’s like 02:17. I don’t care that I’m up at this hour, I don’t care you see.

So earlier today or rather late yesterday, I popped a few pills to keep the pain at bay.

Buckets of Love

I can tell you about the blue buckets I have in my bathroom.

They’re filled with love.

At night I wander the streets and sprinkle hearts on all things green.

A bucket here, a bucket there, you know what I mean.

But where do they come from?

I can’t share that information on my blog.

The Child We Never Had

We made love a few times.

We imagined our DNA blended.

We spoke about the traits that we felt our baby would inherit.

We dreamt about love that our child would be showered with.

But you, my love, trashed everything we had – you dismantled it and expected to keep parts. The parts that you felt complimented your life.

No.

I could not allow that.

I removed my own heart before you had the chance the trash that too.

The child we never had, is a child I’ll create without you.

iWrite

I write each day.

I write my way.

I write to say, that I said what I say.

I write because our universe inspires me.

I write to manifest new realities.

I writing to open up my destiny.

I write for you and only you because you believe in me.

Pain

Pain is when you feel the pinch deep within your soul.

Pain is numb when love dies, and your life is abandoned in the cold.

Pain is walking away from words spoken but never told.

Pain is dramatic and intense when it first hits.

Pain is beautiful and hated ever since.

Pain is my life when friends turn to foes.

Pain is the lies trusted humans once sold.

Pain is barbaric, catastrophic and cosmic.

Pain is temporary, explosive and static.

Pain pierced deep within my blue heart.

Pain is my period; middle, end and start.

Pain is peace when silence brings you down.

Pain is Queen Unique, sporting a blue pen in her crown.