My poetry doesn't come
With a parental advisory
But if you're fuckin with
Me then you know that's
What it needs.
May this be a warning
To the darlings who
Aren't in tune with
The streets or the man
On these sheets.
I've shown up to change
A couple things and not
All of it's gonna be pretty.
..
I've been drunk for
More than months.
Years have laid its
Resin on me.
I believe this is
Where everything
Comes in.
I believe this is
Where the raw
And nasty side
Rolls up.
I believe this is
Where the heart
Can beat through
When done correctly.
I believe the mind
Can lift heavy
And look to challenge
Nearly every setting.
Right now I wanna
Ruffle up the bedding
Of this sacred art
We've been practicing.
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