Poetry · Writing


seein’ glowin’ in 3D

featuring the place where I wanna be

meeting all the ones that helped me get threw the day

hay-day rolling with the hounds

new found love for the ground

too busy to dig up another mound.


can still hear her voice in my head

put down the phone and stop living in your head

made it out- didn’t show up on the feed

news isn’t old just a weak trait

always giving it raw- made straight

you bitches don’t know what it’s like to menstruate.


feeding the thieves a loaf a week

there just like us never leaving the weak

geeks chasing the freaks and i’ll be here at the peak.


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