JIMSON WEED

SHE SAID, "YOU FUCKING LOCO IN CEBEZA"

I Told her it was just because I was a man of nature.
I didn't like to go to town
Only when she was around
The wet seasons were the best
When we (69) inside the nest
That was a fuck-fest of intense interest
All the time I was just developing my writers craft
I had 30- manuscripts rewrote and revamped
Then one day my girl dropped her cherry
And the manuscripts went up in flames
I looked at her like I could of murdered
Then I remembered I was a man of nature
Nurturing my anarchism and getting back into rhythm
She pulled a pen from her nap sack
All you can do is write
Write like a warrior who lost his armor
Write like a tiger
Who lost his paw
Write like a Jew
Who walked away from the ovens
Write like a fucking miracle
Write like you didn't have to get mad or badd
Write like you didn't have to punish me for a fuck up
Write like you have better shit in your head than violence
Write like you have 30 + manuscripts in your selfish lazy ass
Write like the Jimson Weed is dripping Honey
The Jimson Weed doesn't kill the other Jimson Weed's
A manuscript ain't about shit My Boy

I know that falling into old patterns of pistol whipping somebody's ass is just fools play... You have to ignore these small fights and just move on... I'm really sick today with bronchitis and it pisses me off about some things and I'm not going to go there at all. I have too much to lose right now to chance being right.
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