(do I like it?)
by Ryan P. Kinney

And now, I’m 3 minutes overdue
When I came in underdue
And Underpaid
And under-******
But, boy am I ******
In the head
With a bullet
Straight to the heart
Of the matter
What’s the matter?
It’s just that there’s all this matter
And space
Empty Space
With no time
Know what I mean
You could be mean
But I choose love
Because in all the space
And all the time
It’s all that matters









                                                                             It’s not my sound, man.
                                                                                         It’s not my noise.