just gotta re-up
for a bit
since we bucked
i’ve been feelin’
side saddled
like when
sidetracked
in sally port
authority
with bottle
of port in
sports coat
pocket
is where
i’ll be coming
without leaving
poetry tacked
to the glass
mirrors of
your vanity
is charming
darling
your hair
looks really
soft but
strong
was me
now i’m
having
to take
a knee
after being
fed antibiotics
through a syringe
and i feel stupid
helpless
wish i heard voices
so i could lay in
this plastic bed
and shoot the shit
rap back and forth
with you
are like super cool
omg babe
your memory
slays me, no
it saves me
each and every
time i die
inside
hell
it’s
freezing
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