puNK PoEtS

puNK PoEtS
 

punk poets
passing purple
paper pixelated
with pink pheromones
and pastel pistols of rage  

phat joints
rollin’
phat truths
being consumed  

defacto derangement
of phosphate dreams
and pixies flying phucks
effervescent and precisely
punctuated with hope  

phat joints
rollin’
phat truths
being consumed 

I stand alone with a dictionary
and a dream
and a phat vocabulary for prose
I rarely phrase properly  

phat joints
rollin’
phat truths
being consumed  

phenomenal pies and poets
are always the best tasting ones.

 

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