bad hip-hop

yer a snake in tha grass
i'll shove my boot up
yer mothafukin ass

i wrote this note / in the hope / it was dope /
but now i know / it just blows

[like it sezs, this is bad; i just posted it cuz mutley likes the lyrics -what the hey]

written with fridge magnets, i think its not bad tho

enlace
ton
monde
d' mille
aventure

(the "s" magnets ran out)

[N.B.: The last of the spontaneous poems from Saturday (the rest are below). Yeah, I was running outta ideas.
Btw, these poems were inspired by the myspace blog of Joseph Arthur, a brilliant artist, visually, musically, and poetically.]

.....

i should alwys wirte this way
only way to be to flow free
i haven never felt this way this space
except in th infinite yr embrace