stalefishA Poem by schanzillai gots my chili get some cheese on that? like i distract you with vocabulary alcohol for capillaries delay my sleep, my quick to speak my quick to say anything moronic let's have a smoke on the steps out front watching traffic at twilight near the only stop sign in town pretty rocks, paint by numbers chaos like confusion guess your anything i'm not that good at this game in my one wrecked winter i stood immortal, colored, cornered implosive as a dying breath like a sketch of your face unsteady penmanship, a stare that ain't quite right makes you look unaffected? my dumbass mouth, my all out drunken stupid makes you look like an angel or an idiot still i spit out rhymes sometimes watch them slant like your smirk and swerve like the curve of your hipbones or an effortless twist of your lips in a soft kiss like a sunrise to be complacent and patient like it's got all day and so do we © 2011 schanzilla |
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1 Review Added on January 12, 2011 Last Updated on January 12, 2011 AuthorschanzillaGlitter City, IAAboutindustrial painter, pothead, alcoholic. not all at the same time though, usually any combination'll do it. most of the time i manage to f**k everything up quite nicely, and sometimes i don't. the ti.. more..Writing
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