how could anyone else speak while i write?

very easily.

they open their mouth

contract

and speak

not words of wisdom or guidance to the weak

just audible deformities that blare and beep

with no rhythm or shape in sight

noise

to

me

seperated?

yes

sharing the same beat

within striving for the same feat

but my mind left halfway through

to what is it due?

ok ok

i slipped off track

And it continues to happen so

the night was Monday and the rain

it came

oh man did it come!

and "come

here" said the girl to my left

my breath

left

as well

oh well

moving on...she moved in

we located sin

we nestled somewhere deep

deep within

and stayed there

for the night