Back2backk

did you miss me?
Probably not.

I was on a holiday with my non stop knots, I mean thoughts like the way they wind in chaos.

went to another place where there are men so distraught by all the injustice; they eat themselves...
sound familiar?
  No?
good. for me, but not for you. You have missed the whole conversation
clearly

I nearly had stopped
                                       not drop or roll but put that shite out

they smile, despite themselves because the jazz piano in the background makes it like that.
  stiff necked crackahs  even cannot refrain from some recognition of sounds so deep, they move you to the core.
   even these sops with no soul, or so it would seem
they all kind of mean
   run you over in the street out of entitlement
it's in the water    
                   the blood more likely
.