scribble jam artist
beating rhythms into keypads
my future
your future
We hold fast to sentiments
We save face
and face personified repercussions
we save face
save for the face we must hide
as we bend
and are poisoned by the ejaculations
of filthy circuitry and static charges
Silly ostriches with disproportionate brains
tuck our heads in the grainy sands of truth
Yet, how true is death
Wait,
We cannot deny progress
and framing perspectives
Rest in peace
May your text messaging
slay my metaphors.
Peace means love
Nappy Head
We hold fast to sentiments
We save face
and face personified repercussions
we save face
save for the face we must hide
as we bend
and are poisoned by the ejaculations
of filthy circuitry and static charges
Silly ostriches with disproportionate brains
tuck our heads in the grainy sands of truth
Yet, how true is death
Wait,
We cannot deny progress
and framing perspectives
Rest in peace
May your text messaging
slay my metaphors.
Peace means love
Nappy Head