Battle
“Battle”
black skyline shades tripped out heels
staggered buzz u mistake for swagger through your high
u turn the corner
i turn the block eyes pumped open timbs tied tight
pushing subway cars and b-line trains
this ain’t Chutes and Ladders or Monopoly
your ass is Sorry mind Boggled out in Candy land
u turn the corner I turn the block with…
suburban land through flower beds
inner city behind bare trees…
my mouth
perfected picket fence 2 car garage
rundown no fence buzzed in…
my mouth
chromed keys and rims valet parking
repo man coming incognito parking…
my mouth
u turn the corner fall down in shame from the spin
i turn the block eyes pumped open timbs tied tight
pushing subway cars and b-line trains
stepping over you a pillar of rhythm no shame
with…my mouth
Copyright © Marissa Savino | Year Posted 2012
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