#bumblefootresidence
i was sloshin' through a pool hall one day,
when i saw snake eyes lookin' back at me,
and i wondered if, i'd ever be the same.
pulled up a stool, to narrate my picture,
she was takin a shot of my go to liquor,
**** it, "hey momma, lemme get your name".
feelin like a creep, to even ask her,
she peeped my phone and demanded my password,
i snatched it back, said that secret's still full a shame.
pressed a thumb to the screen and opened up my credit,
woke up that morning with only lint in my pocket,
down a dark hole, but out it's sunlight again.
found a note in my wallet, still never read it,
she disappeared like a forgetful rocket,
comes once before, comes twice, now it's all the same.
to scratch my back and straighten my rug,
her perfume burned like, a desired hug,
i wondered, "hey momma, where'd you get your drug".
******** and opinions
everybody's got em'
one in the back
two in the front pocket
we're all right here...
so mind your p's and q's.
cynics are silhouettes
dressed for the occasion
never on time
but they always try to fake it,
we're all right here...
so heed your tongue and move.
_TRF
Nov 2, 2017
Nov 2, 2017 at 9:59 PM UTC