Sunday, January 24, 2016

Verse: the third

Now, it's time—
Sit back, and listen.
Kick your feet up,
I'll be pissin'—
Full 6 minutes,
On a mission.
Going numb—
Make that incision.

Wounds they heal faster,
Dirt, you rub on.
Go stiff.
Smell that skunk?
Catch that whiff?
Don't be all,
In a tiff.

I'm saying goodnight.
Time to turn out—
The lights.
I'll keep fighting—
The fight.
Yes, that's right.

Drop your beats—
On the floor.
I'm closing the door.
Now, you're starting—
To snore.
Catch some z's.
I'll write more.

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