zumiez beatdown
i cashed in my scene cred
i got a pile of walnuts
and a handful of emergency
wringing out commas
from my dead hands
off time fills in 13/16
with a live salmon
wringing out sweat
into a denny's carafe
literally dripping with charisma
flashing wild teeth
and shit shoveling grins
american eagle beatdown
motherfucker
wringing out style
from your bloated face
here in this
rubbed raw room
i'll take your life
i'll take your space
grandma facebook
coma treats
+3 against hardcore
2 comments:
Before making my usual rounds to your headspace here, I had just finished reading a poetry blog where someone had posted a bit from a book someone had recently gotten published, implication being it was gold or summat. Always a matter of opinion, yes, but it was so flat and tired. Sorry to sound like a broken record, but there's no comparison. You're the flowmaster, yo. Your shit is alive.
A pleasure, as always.
many thanks m'lady
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