I got my lip skewered the other day... I love it ... but jackass Henry gave me a fat lip...if Jason would have done it, it would have been perfect! Dying my hair black when i get paid. maybe I'll keep some red....i dunno...and once again fall/winter has hit and I'm homesick for DC....
IT JUST HAPPENED
Im looking down at my hand writing
But my minds not thinking
Now Im thinking, whats the force behind this situation
My hand levitating without contemplation
My hand randomly writing ridiculously on its own
Its for some reason conjuring ideas I need to be shown
Im not sure if its a phenomenon in the art of writing in free form
Or my insanity becoming porous through this pencil here in my dorm
Im not even sure if Im awake or asleep
But thought and emotion has found a way to creep,
Creep through the identity of my finger tips
To the led of this pencil, up to the tip
A tip
Maybe this is a tip
A tip from my soul that my heart and head are starting to slip
Slipping either out of sanity or being asleep, I dont know
Maybe Im slipping out of my slumber of insanity, something this soul hasnt seen before
It appears that its no more than a lyrical, subliminal fate
So I just gotta accept what ever form these scratches on my paper take