My bad.
Talking when you shouldn’t talk.
I should lift.
Grind off this gut.
Homeboy looking his worst.
(and smoking a lot of cigarettes)
And that’s the worst.
I absolutely desire to be punched in the face for it.
Hard.
( a testament to inner conflicts and lack of control)
Muh fuckin Devil.
That’s what it is, sitting between my fingers. Staining the upper tip of the index and middle finger.
Waving it around like a magic wand when I speak.
Like an orchestra conductor.
I am a conductor.
Of nonsense 👍
dawn 