Jul 15, 2009 00:56
Head-nod
"Sup."
Hands slap
like brothas do.
Quick pat on the shoulder.
Whoa.
You ain't touched me
like that
before.
Here us.
Now
Remembering
what was supposed
to be forgotten.
Quick glancing and
Talkin' 'bout
that nigro
and your new digs
and
oh hell I ain't
listening anyway.
I'm just thinking
and getting pissed
at the fact
that energy truly
cannot be
created or destroyed.
It just is.