Untitled...4 Mr. Shrimpjazz
the powers that be work in funny ass ways
I been debating wether to call you all day
but I didn't want to get tongue tied
in whys and whatnots
I didn't want to get star stuck
by cast away meteor showers
of labido unfaded secretly jaded
and I didn't want to get mystified
by jive and shelter
or risk getting misty eyed
nor swelter in hymns of him
but yo I wanted to call
yet faltered looking at the numbers
imprinted with scents
it doesn't make sense
how the gods play cruel jokes
on human(ess)
punch line being a late night beer run
coincidence meaningful?
but chance be a loaded gun
as the goddess plays russian roulette with
father time and droppin dimes
on my subconscious inclinations
cause I really wanted to call you
but rational gave way to hesitance
and circumstance
as I scurry away into the night
shook
caught off guard
twas kinda odd
cause dayum I was just thinking
bout calling you
just cause I've been thinking bout you too
off and on over time
secretly repeatedly
then shit
there you go popping outta no where
looking good thats not fuckin fair
I thought it was quietly understood
that our paths
wouldn't cross, I misunderstood
I guess the equation got lost in
fidgety digits and unknown sums
that make us decide whether to add or subtract
but the skin says multiply nexus
when all we did was divide
the senses and linger on sentences
that make loins warm and knotted
but makes minds spotted
and yo I swear I was planning on calling
even though I was stalling
you sent me recalling
many things in the sepia tones
((damn))
I saw when
time made me slam
into you...
...ring ring
"hey,
It's Fe"
what's up?
adendum:
like I gots time for this shit.effinhor(or)mones.
