Writing exercise #2
Made my privacy my publicity
So intricate how you dissing me
Secret thoughts about kissing me
That you try to mute but I'm listening
Dog me out like you piss on trees
You try to claim me like territory
But nothing grows, no terraforming
Losing sight of a ceremony
Say I'm musty I'm pheramoning
Say I'm crazy, you psychwarding
Walk the longest yard if you the warden
Life after death came with a warning
You know who, when or what get me horny
Like a peeping Tom tryna act boring
Like a supervisor early in the morning
Checking on me like JP Morgan