avant garde

what if i said the rulles are breaked
fact . what is the point of eating breakfast
at night . a vibrant light , comming closer to share me a joint
who buy the poet
a naked whore?
what if i told you pen kicked me to write
a random words , i'll call it poet
nevermind
what if i told you spell evil E-V-I-L
what if i told you that i ev ill
bon je suis abstrait dans un mond real
alors je suis real dans un mond abstrait
ç'est le même
what if i told you this is my first poet
that's right
what if i look at the sky
i think it's crying
what if i open up a book
three pages to describe a coffee shop
wher's the art
it's like walkin' side by side with an ant
and when you meet a frog it coverd by you
he's an ex king
can you believe?
ç'est come Martin Gray
j'étais entrain de rire quelque minutes avant la guerre