ADVIL

akingstruthOctober 21, 2012October 30, 2017Poetry

nothing like the last one, thoughts crossed but not from having that grass spun, i was told ,”they said…”, but i never got to ask “them”, food for thought but some of us never had none, hunger for that knowledge young man, im not kicking that knowledge young man, not even that shit that make ya soul burn slow, never know when its my turn to go, so my remedy for these thoughts that rendered me in the devils kitchen shivering is these word prescriptions im delivering, i guess its that sleeping in the attic living,that sleeping next to addicts living, savage living, encountered some of the most ravenous women…

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