is a pain in the ass. a craving for ice cream while under a hot burning sun.
last night, a foul mouthed muse sat in front of me in the jeepney; a glimpse
of her soul bared by her open legs before my very eyes.
and this morning, a bald man drank on gin slurring over and over,
” I’M FOREFATHER, I STARTED ALL THI SHIT!!”. his wife offering
him a cup of coffee black no sugar to calm his poesy down.
while in another neighborhood, a college student from a state university
is inside a bathroom sitting comfy on the bowl and pretending he’s taking
a shit but no he’s just rolling some joint; he hadn’t slept for two straight nights
and now he can even see the traces of the residues of the verses he wrote
every time he take a piss. his mama egging his poet laureate son to come out