the drive+ a letter to nutmeg |
tonights
Orange pealed lights glowed in the street, shooting
off reflections
of spring showers on the black pavement.
2:30am driving to calm my nerves. While I was driving
I was thinking abo...
Posted by Price&price on Mon, 01 Jan 1900 12:00:00 PST |
The Price of random Thoughts + She must be a tomfool for adding him in |
In between the strings they play, and in between the lines he well say; all fleshly kings once had their crowns, and now we have to witness our falling of our thrones.
Hope failed from out the l...
Posted by Price&price on Mon, 01 Jan 1900 12:00:00 PST |
call you out, you slicker wearing tomfool |
with a slight grunt undertone that vibes and travels to my gut.
I want to get at them, clipping pedestrians off sidewalks.
fast city slicker talking, horn knocking , and fresh 21yr dames acting like...
Posted by Price&price on Mon, 01 Jan 1900 12:00:00 PST |
the kiss: PATRE UMA:. ladyscapes.: |
The Kiss: Gustav Klimt
Ladyscapes
Many nights that I lay down and seek for rest, I find myself staring at the wrinkles of my blanket to tire me out. The streetlights provide shadows and I prov...
Posted by Price&price on Mon, 01 Jan 1900 12:00:00 PST |
city sway |
O.E and G4 keys
pushing in the great morning hours
Snow brushing off windy chi towers
give them the law of Aesthetics
cross breezing over the metropolitan
and These Addicts
care ONE... ove...
Posted by Price&price on Mon, 01 Jan 1900 12:00:00 PST |
Thats one ill interlude |
she was in love with a rhyme writer / he was in love with her.
she said he only indored his verse but he would place her first.
write rhymes at the kitchen table/ they where poor but my man was able...
Posted by Price&price on Mon, 01 Jan 1900 12:00:00 PST |
the struggle is clear+save me hazel |
I can't even--- any more
so put in this earth my fallbacks are my sins and my greatness is from my struggle. I do not hold dirt for anybody that knows how to tap back
we all are trying move but mov...
Posted by Price&price on Mon, 01 Jan 1900 12:00:00 PST |
No kids, black,gifted, and broke |
Woke up made some oat meal and it was lumpy
I like my oats pretty rough on the pallet
I put the valet up and I am checking out of Chi pretty dam soon
the neverending story has an ending
This shi...
Posted by Price&price on Mon, 01 Jan 1900 12:00:00 PST |
Fake artist are on the meal plan |
wipe the dust off of me
step out of hibernation a little early because these thoughts has been pushing me out of my sleep
dreams of pencil lead stains on my fingers
dreams of speaking without spea...
Posted by Price&price on Mon, 01 Jan 1900 12:00:00 PST |
head phones and city lights |
When you feel that you have struggle so much and it becomes more of a fruitful feeling. I guess when you hit the pavement so many times your body intends to go numb. Like the blisters on my feet and t...
Posted by Price&price on Mon, 01 Jan 1900 12:00:00 PST |
