Orbit 89

Don St. Scalesaveli King of The Orbit Flow 
Write to take Power 
The New Poetry Series Pt. 3

Orbit 89

I’ma run up
and leave your shell
leaking
creep up
catch you blinking
watch your ride start sinking
somebody left him
shot up and stinking
for no reason
keep the car running
I flee  smooth
peace out
let the tires
squeak out
I’m taking yah out
with no doubt
choose another route