no.
i won’t edit it.
while
you’re

sitting there
taking bong rips.
being here

now making

favorites.
(one-of-a-kind moments.
like.
this.
can’t be replaced).

face it.

we’re

creators

creating.

making songs

singing

to airwaves

with energy that

vibrates.

making infinity

out of a

mindset and

a simple figure eight.

i am the flavor of your month.
punk.

replace that stinky sponge
mildew smell that
lingers all day.
i won’t settle for it.
i own gold medal ribbon.

bitch.

truth is… i’m sentimental.
i hold on to everything.
i don’t let go.
especially my first.
thoughts.
first.
impression.
it’s everything.
to me.
like an everything
bagel.

until i eat it.

then it’s nothing.
no.
thing.

ghost

writing.

gone.
no.
i won’t
edit it.