Darlin’,
my characters are revoltin’
‘n I don’t mean that in aesthetics,
but in kinetics,
fist to the established ways of bein’
they ain’t happy with how this story is goin’,
‘n I can’t blame ’em.
it’s sayin’ somethin’ when my own dis-ease,
eases its way into my fantasy.
there are these pictures of you,
you call ’em self-love,
‘n I can’t get enough,
‘n darlin’,
my characters are revoltin’,
‘n they’re gettin’ the better of me,
‘n all i can do,
all i can do,
is dream of kinetics ‘n music,
‘n hope I will too.
