May 9 by The Running Son
What shouldn’t we talk about. Let’s see.
No worries, bra,
or dude chick baaaaby
Relax and see. some non-blog
b-topics dont seem blog worthy
to be seen but blue sheens shield dreams caught in monitoring
in your head,
Should I write about this!?
“A poem where you take the matrix and twist it all up
and put cool synchroni- city under-ground
ungrounded stuff in it. It’s all greeny and cool.
like turkey stuffing. (except for the green part) And it tasted pretty good.
The Matrix I mean, heh….
But guys, I’m opting
out of dreams of famously dreamy
DAMN good movies, the matrix was. (dont b hatin)
Clearly cleanly written scripted messages in movies or poems
Artists know, and mystics too.
And chill people you work with.
And that tattooed chick. YOU dont know what
she knows about things, sir.
Un-blogg-able things, bra.
Your ears would explode. mam.
no f-ony felony non-pluralized demanding dream holdin
people, so sad,
could see in them self the topics they should blog out
to the world openly.
Try it. It’s a trip.
Takes two fingers, that’s all I got, cant type,
and one very large, and sir? quite blog(able) brave heart.