A few of my friends have been featured in this one under the cover of a few choice adjectives. I trust they can identify themselves.
For your reference, Jack Kerouac was a poet from the Beat Generation.
Written on 15th March, 2014
Tapping Feet Behind a Lamp
Tapping feet behind a lampHow do you play so well
Are you crazy I love how you play
The music is happy
The player isn't
His toes look like franks
Lol Skinny and Hairy are gonna die laughing
They're distracting me
Navaz is acting gay
There's no testosterone there
Lol the feet are singing of denial
That's such a problematic topic
To be or not to be
An existential crisis
Boys scare me so much
You love that which frightens you
Masochism is everywhere
I'm such a terribly boring stoner
Feel like Kerouac
Pukey would totally bang that
I sound like such a barbie
Pukey looks like one
All flawless and all
I'm pretty much the opposite of that
I'm only showing this to Superman
No one else
Fuck I should've stayed home with his computer screen face
Just drank some water
Head feels clearer
My imagination is soon dying
I already sound smarter
I need to stop
Kthanxbai
Words by Sharanya Venkataraman
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Written on 2015-08-20 at 18:21
Tags Poetry High Music
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