Man, she got mad

Man, she got mad

A Poem by JPatrickAusanka

Man she got mad-

took a toke and poked a jab

at my ego,

oh, here we go,

again with the labels

and how "I am so bad"

for using the substances in my hands

to escape

while she sits and waits for another drag

"you f****n' hippocrite"

I had to say.

 

oh she got mad-

here we go man,

another accusation

from the mouth of a stranger

who hits the puff-puff pass

while sittin on her a*s

watching her little ones sass

and I gotta tell her

in a junkies prophetic way

how it's one thing to call the kettle

and another to walk away.

 

Man - she got mad.

but I never pass the chance

to show the same door

to a woman or man

who wants to tell a tale

like an evangelistic whale

who ate up all of Jonah

on their way to the gates of hell.

© 2008 JPatrickAusanka


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JPatrickAusanka
JPatrickAusanka

Valladolid, Castilla y León, España, Spain



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