He fucked me like brooklyn....
Last night I had a long conversation with meropa about the bullshittiness of spoken word poetry. We complained of erikyah badu looking people talking about their man, and dude screaming about the revolution, then i mentioned this one poem that i liked. I couldn't find it but i still liked it, so i searched and searched and searched to no avail until i remembered I have on demand. So I went through a gazillion episodes of Def Poetry Jam until I found it, the only spoken word poem I have ever liked. So i present to you, "Fling Gone Awry" by Vanessa Hidary
