artiekgb

There is some noise/nonsense/screaming beat poetry.
The only word that I understood was "pussy"
He was screaming everything.
And of all the words he screamed I only heard "pussy"
And then I sneezed.
Maybe I am only listening to one thing.
Maybe the only thing that made sense was "pussy."
I think it wasn't me.
Everyone looked up, so it couldn't have just been me.
Maybe it's the vodka and diet cola.
Those skinny bitches.
Those skinny fucking bitches.

When you are drunk and listening to beat poetry,
You speak in is beat poetry.
When you are drunk and watching beat poetry,
All you see is beat poetry.
And maybe "pussy"




(P.s. I actually am drunk, and actually am at an open mic night, being
subjected to screaming beat poetry.)