I was posted in the back, backpacks and tilted hats mixed and mingled
with one another. There was a single cat spittin free from his Silverdome-
eight to ten brothas, bouncing to vibrating headphones.
The waitress brought me my Jack as I watched my lotus, the Epiphany
discuss politics with Focus and Inkwell when I caught the smell.
Sometimes you can just tell, and I knew tonight was going to be something to write home about.
Peeped this stout black cat with this skinny white dude, inhale and let loose
smoke from a tightly rolled spliff, as they headed to the caboose.
I was about to get up when the car started to erupt....

"Ladies and Gentlemen, can I have you attention.
As your program may have mentioned, we have a very special guest tonight.
Lets welcome our artist to the stage. Give it up right!!"


(please continue)
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"With peace and love in my lungs,
I hold my breath until the Poet returns."

--Boxcarboys