Mind is water
and the drink fucks up the ebb
adding water to an ocean already at capacity
fucking up
thoughts in danger of drowning at sealevel
coagulating droplets
forming thoughts,
fucking up instincts
numbing pain
killing inhibition
storms ensue fuckin up the body of water
rivers run wild out of orfices
storms fogg up the brain
walking sometimes are tidal waves crashing into
watever
then it subsides almost like in a sleeping slumber
in the night
the morning is never beautufil however
(write about the moon)
sexymama395: wats poppin
PHIBKing: nothin ma
PHIBKing: chillin in the dark
PHIBKing: talkin to various folks
sexymama395: oh word so y u didn;t go to the bar?
PHIBKing: too late and im gettin tired
sexymama395: oh y u not sleep
PHIBKing: cuz im not slepy
sexymama395: oh so watcha doin?
PHIBKing: nothin
PHIBKing: really
PHIBKing: just web surfin
sexymama395: oh what u on?
PHIBKing: mozilla n shit
PHIBKing: readin poetry wit my homie from back home
sexymama395: oh u read poerty?
sexymama395: do u write them?
PHIBKing: i write from time to time
PHIBKing: i never read em b4 til now
sexymama395: oh word then spit sum poems to me
PHIBKing: lol when u goin to sleep
sexymama395: when ever i feel like
PHIBKing: iite so lemme finish this session with her then ima get at yu
sexymama395: iight
PHIBKing: wats ya # or do yu want me to type yu the jawn
sexymama395: my # is 585-266-8613
PHIBKing: iite i got yu
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