i rubbed my thumb
across her palm
a featherbed
where slept a psalm
yeah, though i walk
i used to fly
and now we dance
i watched
my toenails blacken
and walked a deadened trance
until she woke me
with the knife edge
of her glance
i have the scars to prove
the clock strikes
with her hands
it’s only an excerpt, but it’s the only significant part of a poem i’ve ever memorized. i don’t think i will ever forget it. read the whole thing if you have the means.
Who cares what Jane said, she always spits the same spit
I’d rather kill the radio and listen to the rain hit
-atmosphere “modern man’s hustle”
Oh atmosphere concert the other night was incredible by the way
new jay-z - rihanna - ye song is unlistenable
sad that it will be drilled into my head for the next 6 months
sad that jay-z isn’t half of what he was when he was on big L tracks
I WANT A GIRL WHO WILL LAUGH FOR NO ONE ELSE
WHEN I’M AWAY SHE PUTS HER MAKEUP ON THE SHELF
WHEN I’M AWAY SHE NEVER LEAVES THE HOUSE
I WANT A GIRL WHO LAUGHS FOR NOONE ELSE