If you gonna use
regimented weaponry
count your syllables


>>>so bow, bow to the master<<<<
that's 7 on an end line. You slipped...now you're vulnerable


Smoke you like a blunt
rolled with paper tainted with
your bullshit haiku


Jheri curl flows like
'atric or activator
both old and useless

Stomp your pigeon fire
Phoenix would have asked u this--
What u try'nna do?

Fellatio this
Holes get plugged and jaws get slugged
Theories tooth/proof-less



...And to think I did it all with no shoes on.


"The matress was a tabletop, the bedsheet was a page; we be written out like a couple question marks, my convex to your concave....."--Ani DiFranco