u thought i was leaving
because i was trying
2 escape from my enemy

when really i was attempting
2 get next 2 u free basing
up under the same roof many

will talk and throw dust from chalk
erasers and kid markers of walkers
tracking salt of greed jealousy

mercie for not moving 2 fast
or settling on my pass
events of torment torching weed respectfully

yours

TE-TE
The End - To Everybody