He draws long, panting breaths from a Winston
Then blows a slow line of hazy blue smoke from lips
Which have known the defeated downturn of pain
Fear flames up a burning urgency within his chest
He is ardent with yearning for the second chance
A chance to rediscover the intimacy of youthful dreams
Compromising in prayers, he tells me how to cruise
My Thunderbird whizzes past green road signs
And one exit is the one where he buys his Seagram 7
Without a second thought, I announce to him
“The exit is Exit 13” – Is this a harbinger of what is to be
Him and his muse dies from alcoholism at the age of 44!
I miss him
Categories:
seagram, addiction,
Form: Free verse
A few bars I just dropped in the booth not to long ago.
Check them out.
Tom & Jerry The Kidd chase money/ angry birds make my bills look funny/ shooting banks like Stephen curry/ math equations I handle in a hurry/ for the paper I go crash dummy/ I bet a silver spoon taste yummy/ wasting coins like a tsunami/ history of Clyde and Bonnie/ OK/ pull up in a nigga set/ but before I rhyme on, gotta get my lick on/ I flex like a bicep in a arm/ you betta have luck when you wear yo charm/ hold up/ LB quit brainstorming yo words, verbs, nouns, and adverbs provokes me to take action like a verb/ ain't speaking money then it ain't word/ OK/ them trappers call me BooLansky/ Gun shine state representer/ old bills wearing suspenders/ so how I can fall out of rhythm/ I'm tripping off this Seagram/ but how I can I trip when high/ Abraham my main Guy/ prices on heads that killers buy/ I learned three ways to use buy/ uh/ LB NASCAR paper which sea, as long as my lids see, and I ain't talking about no lids card, paper connects on da iPod, Put God first believe in God LB
- Loverboi
Categories:
seagram,
Form: ABC