Sitting in the day room at the City Mission

Sitting in the day room at the City Mission

 

black man sings gospel

a mistake for what I call blues

as Junior sets the deck up

boasting in a tongue of bullshit

 

all the while drew rolls a cigaret

and jeff leans with a lazy hand

as lazarus pulls his pants up

hanging on to his batmobile

 

next to me weezy dons a fur coat

screaming his foul raps to the Gods

a pimp shot in the head and lived

yet seeks to forget his regret

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About Michael Medlen

My name is Michael and during my free time I avoid having a day job. Strangely enough, this gives me the freedom to run this blog. I write just about anything that can be considered art. I also occasionally post articles that may or may not be relevant to the theme of this site. You’ve been warned.
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