Toxic preys when I listen to old songs and choose semi-differenr formats.
Don’t slow me down with formatting. I wanna speed and typerace and get caught in smartshuffle or didiaddthatmyselfalready?
Sang em and don’t remember.
Usually if I smile I know it’s right.
Swivel on the Bevel. [I told you I’ll always find a way to reinvent my throw.]
I had to hit it at the right time. passenger.
My friendly foe; you’ve find me in ways unaccustomed. The rage the travel the everything I give that I don’t compute how to spell trouble. I do not forsake, and forgiveness is old in news to other to hey welcome. who are you and why have you been this whole time.e stronger. you won ribbons and saved many lives and this girl this uttersome to un-rage to ultimate test. no tango tango whiskey hey -no. non of that. and I love you. I finally realize for what my life of agency couldn’t afford what my life of agency the prosthetic and simple makeup to last 33 year and I wore it since 25 and I was simple simple somee simple in disguises back then. change a race and you chose injection and I chose code the code switch and I’m so masterful black people talk to me like I’m african but she’s asian? it smells it smells so heavenly of gardenia and argan bathe my hair again Dale at one of the end of the world’s first apocalypse and you dardd to share with me what shampoo was in the prior civilization grapevine or wrath and Ilike green but you’ve given me red for tenfold in years I don’t want them but the vine I have helped grow those vines and every batch of produce aged 14 years is so fresh and tasty.
NO CLHORAPHYLL TASTE and I helped you eat those greeniws fresh beanies less tomato when all we had was substitute. Sicily changed everyone’s taste and that was sickilano for columbiano and we all know how that goes and my translation was white white white lotus was just white for wilson. who have you been ?? I’ve seen I’ve been here everyday for years and know the other residents. how do you even if didn’t know you existed.
oh I’m nobody just on my way to work.
I hate my Job.
I Love my Career.
sayitagain.
I have so much The New and it’s here and I’m raging and ravaging and relishing and every ounce of me is seeth in why why why I want to work! Mania?
Fuck I killed the doubt.
And that’s how shadows
Don’t evolve in blossoming Ego.
It’s just that quick.
And now,
The Itch is Scratched.
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