Poetry

Picking Up Chicks

I saw honey at the grocery store
She was bending over checking meat out
I had to reach out
And pinch it
She said Ow but was Smiling tho
I’m like what’s your name
She said, they call me Tylenol

Interesting name, I spit game like a champ do
She said, sweety what’s your name
I said, well in the streets they call me Matthew

Now we at the crib tussling with the blankets
I ain’t shorty’s father but fa sho I had to spank it
Now she like how many Benjamin Franklins do ya got
I said, I got a new credit card…so you can say I have a lot

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Journal

The Good News Is…

I did something incredibly childish
I gave a girl a note
Handwritten like kids used to do
Her eyes said Who are you
And so I told her in my preferred choice of communication
She replied, dropped off the note in my car as I was smoking, my occupation

I was nervous but now I’m the opposite of nervous
And I’m thinking, this is too good to be true
Nah. I deserve this

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