Why can't we be friends
sends from the other end
and my only defense is
"Can you say that again?"
I broke up with her
now hers broke up with me
I agree sweetie completely
we shouldn't speak for a week
or maybe even three
then we can see
about patching up things
or seeing other human beings
Meanwhile I'll be rockin'
on my wah-wah talkin'
Electro-Harmonix box
that's show-show-stoppin'
"It's got fuzz and color
and reverb and some others"
My mother discovers
over lunch no cover
my brothers still in Iraq
my sisters still actin' whack
my dad's career track
has him headed back to D.C.
the topics are unseemly
over the creamy pudding I'm eating
mom's upset, heavily breathing
maybe someday this will all be easy
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In an attempt to add flavor to his hyphy existence, Sid writes his blog in the form of a 24 bar rap verse. 1 bar for each hour of the day! the blog is updated daily!
1 comment:
I kinda like this cuz it's just kinda about life and things that matter..like family, it's kind of a nice vulnerable break.
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