woke up this morning to a view of violence
an accident down the street. people confused as i was
now, im here waiting for class to begin; pulling my eyelids
an ice coffee in one hand while perusing the cyphers
things been quietly lately. maybe its time for a hiatus
though i have to say, i've learn to appreciate the art...especially in time of stasis
used to be excited when reading rhymes. quickly jotting and framing
sketching plots and characters. it all began with the phrasing
grew bored with conventional schemes; started pausing and pacing
weaving rhymes at weirdest places. those who caught would praise me.
honestly, its never about the praises.
its about saying something without saying.
no what im sayin?
well the professor should be in, any minute now
peace yall. may there be silver linings to ur cloud