Mr. Africa Poetry Lounge!
"fiendin"
outside in the street
barefoot
beggin
knocking on the door
4 in the morning
pleadin
cryin
mumblin mumblin
runnin runnin
blistered skin , ashy hands
peeling lips
dirty clothes
looking for the white bitch
but can't find her
restless and searching
paranoid
going to the cars
tryin to make a deal
walking down the street
no hope no hope
black pupils
match the night sky
feelin it feelin it
comin down
finally a man
has the prize
a fix
where is she?
theres the girl
smell her
taste her
feel it feel it
so happy happy
heart beating fast
anxious anxious
nervous again
jumpy jumpy
need her again
mumblin groaning
outside in the street
barefoot beggin
knocking on the door
4 in the morning...
Written by Eldica Taylor
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