i had this monkey on my back for the longest timeit was glued to meclaws dug inlike druggin' on a New Jack City blockhorseblowand rocki couldn't shake..
torrential feartethered my heart poststo head gameswhile shecalled out namesand not one i was givensome thirty years outid heard aboutdark cloudsand s..
endless creationand late night scribingdipped in life inkuntil quillsare made nubtongues sharequiet expressionsmade loud bythe screeching ofpen to pad..
she is my versionof perfectionslender fingerswrapped in wide knuckleswild locs stackedhigh and loosehips that dipeast and westshethe loveliest lovelyi..