Poetry

Gangsta Word Nerd

I could crush you
with my poetry,
trust me,
but I’m too
lazy,
pissing away
my gift
on red wine
and Netflix,
no time
for sublime
words and
rhymes that
would leave
you blind,
my mind
far past
the sad
missives
of the masses –
behold this power
scratched out
in a quarter
of an hour!
DJ,
gimme a
beat,
all the
pretenders
retreat,
I’m the OG
on this street,
if you are careless
you will bleed

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