The stroke of the knife movements,
slower than the lion tamer's whipping
stealth extinguishes anger-suddenly
of long waited short burst aggression
A build up of immortal pretension
uppers build like flames in this person,
a random game of Russian Roulette,
A run and hide is not my breathing.

The chilling of fractions to this ******
shedding the actions of a sneaky ocean
with its tide of keeping and killin'
as the market rockets with screaming,
Texting the wishing of the able rapping
Watching , popping and the wrecking.
Spreading the ****** feeling of freshmen
Motions of loving while we are tripping.