Waiting for replies so I can sell my old ties on Adverts
Drew lots and severed old ties, used to be my guy
But walked past you the other day like nothing happened
It went from forever to let’s take it outside
The bond was tried and found wanting, severed
Its two frayed sides like a splitted serpent bisected and splayed upon the macadam
To prove it was his stomach hid the pips and not those of Eve and Adam
Constant battle, constant battery of atoms in moment making flux
Waiting to be paid, no excuses because we give no fucks
Standing at the spot with shit tucked, sporting brass knucks
Same shit different day, needing a vacation
Rough trade but much to be made, pavement sales are my vocation
Patient weighing it on the scales, buyer’s a known whale
Drugs meant for patients I’m away with it to a safe location, whale doses
Doling it out, fiends after me like I’m Moses leading Israelites from holding in olden
Times that indelibly impressed upon me and are the core influence of my rhymes, sold
To the highest bidder, roll it up blunt bift or pinner, know it’s probably been up my shitter
These are lifers, toothless won’t quitters.
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