Coffee Shop

Righteous rhymes man

I know you can

Do better

My sweater

Is brown and black

Kind of ugly

I’ll take it back

What creates my rhymes

Good and bad times

Mixed up with a little insanity

Profanity

Fuck, I need it

Shit

Lost in the romance of writing

No need to be fighting

Just flows

The wind blows

In my hair

Without a care

I sit and stare

At the stars

Wishing I could write in Mars

Happy little dogs

Drinking out of coffee mugs

My friends give me hugs

Goodnight

See you in the sun light