Asap-bard

The only way that I can spend my days Is to imagine you all around me, in my place/space its like She plannin interventions With her girls drivin up the intersections She be choosin words like god, love, sex, a loose collection I be sittin high puffin bars being fly n all in my bedroom She enters and i let her with the promise that she wont vomit for the first five minutes Let me smoke that hemp while i stare At you, and let your friends know that its my room and tis my rules under my roof I could hire you or fire you You could spend the rest of your life in denial But dont worry i ll be gentle i ll be lyall kyle Throw it under the bus like i darn care Throw it under the bus like i darn care All ya all Introduce My nigga holly be spreadin juice We lettin loose With the grey goose bottle with the ironic tonic, hobbit hobbit Gin and juice up in this shit Screamin jews meditatin levitatin up in this shit This is Golden biscuits makin temples Rock n rolla tantrums Whiskey kick backs whiplash I be oozin juice that y'all call class I be sittin like a lil homie in detention after class Give me a bit of mommies, so jz help me crash Godzilla rumplestiltskin My gorilla's been in the sin bin Niggaz be snortin gensing But its all alright Skin ding Ring ring Bit thin Thats loose skin You loose potatoe I blew the cable Pimp pimp Drink drink l Sing sing Bling bling All i want to do is sin sin

We dealt in crayon dreams Stolen munchies With a guy who occasionally wore stillettos We fell down a thousand miles On mountains of fluff Each moment Rain ruined our mood And some of us toyed with Animated warrior figurines We doused our faces with cold piped water And talked to girls In woozy speech Helping them climb tall windowsills

Wanderer wandering Nikolai was a possum Hair braided like blondes Seemingly uptight The moon shines brightly up the dike Silver fishes and five eels for breakfast Smooth as silk as ice on a casket He is a nice hitch go for it bask in echoes of fools I am withdrawing on a hill As i twitch with the clock A narcissist narco commander with a glock No army behind me Just the 5th column in my head

Claims Name names Faced with Half-begotten ills showered upon me like a whispered curse I was caught in the headlights many times Burrowing Burying sorrows in the wet earth tomorrow Grind me down Run me into the ground Till autumn comes Dead leaves showered upon me So that i may feel the sound of rustling beneath your naked feet once more As you travel like a fairy wearing fools gold over ashes of what i once was

Where would you be I often wonder Eating clouds on a stick in winter sunshine Frowning over broken umbrellas in the mist Taking off your sandals before entering rooms Fixing your headscarf one last time before a fateful meeting Fake greetings hiding wounds and dreams Sitting cross-legged across the wooden table Your hands shaking in contempt of man I may now never know what i would have found out if i held your hand in mine A piece of the broken moon falling in a river drifting into a sea What more can we be but endless lovers

I am a witness to Winter palaces Spread like shards of glass across the tarmac Upon which i walk away from you Over remnants of broken windowpanes Someone smashing old china across my skull I walk over thorns and iron hot razors with Flames ablaze in my heart The question to ask is if they are stars And If they are stars refracting beauty on paper Then I am Embracing epiphanies on a rosary God is nothing more than a word Repeated over and over and over till it becomes art We are all bit part upstarts Crashlanding in a vegetable garden in small hours when no one can see us

Erase all traces from our digital paper trail But never forget Never forget that i promised you jewels and stars and my heart and undressed to reveal my soul and you believed it and you saw Random numbers combine like art Pastel sketches of your past i saw and told you to reveal no more You dug and you dug and you reached the end of my world There you quietly buried your casket I am a walking tomb now Impregnated with seeds that are sprouting A flowerbed of insomnia