Shit Happens

We've got a season
of solid poetry
before us now

and I'm warming up
for a whole book's worth...
and that means
crap is going down

Like smelly brown ink
don't be surprised
if the waters get muddied
crap is going down

like this carriage into town
spillin spillin off the back end
of our blown out psychies
cause shit happens

Shit happens, man!