Erogenous & Emotional Verses

32 - Yo Face

I cut my own hair
with a razor
that I found in the hallway
some days
ago.
You hear the sounds
that are rolling,
careening through the window,
oh?
Downtowns-
I'm sick of all of'em now,
because they don't hide
shit behind those houses.
Except, you and me
when we look at'em
and feel my best
with your hand on my chest.
They say so many things
are just numbers
and digits to make
abstract points,
but you and me, yeah,
I'll call you my dude,
and we can just skip to the point.
Dinner won't be the same
'cause I'll be eatin' yo face.