i`m procrastinating.
i never find time to write.
&& my eyes feel so heavy right now but i can`t sleep.
urban word semi finals thing is the 31st.
Nuyorican poets cafe.
3-6 PM.
i can`t use my poem cuz of wack ass content restrictions ..
how the fuck can you put censorship on poetry? on how you feel && what you think?
that`s wackk as HELL.
wackerr than like bum ass bus drivers that see someone running && drive away.
so i gotta like think of new material
and have it ready/willing/able and memorized by then.
i only get one chance at this.
i better make it count.