#daily bars

i don’t need no drama when you call

And just as abruptly as it began, it ended. And just as suddenly as he arrived, he exited, stage left//with the page left open on the same sentence that gave depth to 20 fathoms of ocean of a submarine mission//the gaze kept hoping and the wells kept wishin' until off the page leapt characters straight out of the imagination so not ink stained in fact never illustrated yet//but there they were in reality "whatchu think brain, have we gone crazy yet?"//well I said we talking to myself which by itself is strange but check it out because I sold my soul and ain't get paid yet//devil like "the economy's gone to hell" i tried to close the book and tear myself away but angels wept//a bull market with gold prices rising until Moses descends with 10 stacks I tried to box out like Tragedy but I ain't have the checks, then he split it in half//then i split, peeling off like a drive by with a banana clip on the planet of the apes//Chiquita propaganda like "buy our bananas" fresh as fruit off the stand, penny for your thoughts or i could give you the last 5 grand//if you knew where the fuck i was at you would know i wasnt getting off track, because im not on it// and when i am, remember he fucking told you that the portable derailer aint worth it, there's more money in religion's profits//I picked the pen back up and kept writing, but cant say I never wronged it.