Wednesday, September 29, 2010

a e i o u

Smoke-filled haze... not the lean you kind/ but the room was laced... wit summer summertime/ top two button-loose kinda night/ shirt slight tucked on the front n right/ crisp knit collar secure the loose tie/ and it didnt even matter what surrounded the ice/ because the cup wa'nt the sole source o courage that night/ it seemed that I... couldnt lose  if i tried/ this smoov string of 5 this Monday thru Fri/it painted rather stroked the tonite quite nice/ it was a mural o the manifestation of the making/ a mirage of the moments of the matriculation/ an assemblance of the acts, activities and such/ that had me really not wanting to give a ...dollar to my coworker when he humbly requested 10/ but i pondered n figured it come back so i lent it/ Pay me back, Pay it forward i mentioned/ and i forgot about it i wasnt payin attention/ and found 10... not bucks but the assemblance of the acts, activities and such/  back to the haze summer solstice swarmed this place/ if i cud call it euphoric it wouldnt be far from the truth/ the bass then her face was all i heard n saw in the room/ i watched Lame James, Corny Rory and Dick all make horrendous attempts at this chick/ couldnt help but smile as she pleasantly rejected the lines/ she was fly but i'm in this on my lonesome zone tonight/ so i wasnt really on it... until... she glanced my way, then looked away real quick/ fingered her hair glanced back and i swear... Shorty made me blush/ so i smiled kinda shy and started chewin my lime/ had to hide my slight fluster/ noooo associations with the busters/ No nope. So i'm back i coped/ reaquainted with my dope and thought... Should i approach?/ i'm walking across the room dodging wac punch lines and moves/ gettin closer... I stroll slower, actin like i gotta sway and let by erybody in my way/ really jus buying time/ wish i had that extra 10 I lent to buy a dime line/
4 steps away.. Should i horoscope? Nope/ 3 steps think ima jus slide left n forget it/ oh! she saw me cant bail out now/ 2 steps away... damn can i buy a vowel/ and that thought came through.. My words to her  In a smoov raspy voice too/ A e I o u... She laughs n laughs grabs my shoulder n shakes her head/ looks up at me then she asked "Boy wat u said?" /Without hesitatin i told the truth/ baby i said "a e i o u.. And sometimes y"/ she straightens her face n looks at me real sly" then she asks "a e i o u and sometimes why?  Well, Baby i owe you, and dont ask why"/ She took the cup out my hand n placed it on her waist/ she stole me the rest of the night.. Face to face/  i taught her how 2 Dougie then she did it better than me/ she pretty girl swagged and all ...the girls ...were on me... damn/  So the mural of the manifestation of the makin/ framed and featured this friday's feautre presentation/ and all it took was the absence of a clue and a deathly original "a e i o u"/ whenever the summer springs up out of his slumber my Monday thru Fri feels like borrowed time/ maybe i owe you and sometimes why.

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