The story

It was one of those Friday night's
That turn into Sunday mornings
When you are awoken by the strong stench
Of last night's beer
The darkness thick
And promising to conceal
All done under its cover
The star's twinkle
Was particularly dim tonight
The moonlight
Seem to only shine
On the evil that lurked
Like wolves waiting
To pounce on any dream
That dared rear its head
Wolves in sheeps clothes
Promising an unforgettable night
For just R50
Neatly packaged in a small plastic
To stop the "fun" from escaping
They don't tell you
That its only fun once
And the rest of the time
You will spend chasing it
R50 after R50after R50
And it will always stay one step ahead of you
And everytime you think you about to get it
It will elude you
And the more you chase it
The further away it becomes
Yet the wolves keep this false hope alive
Trading a packet for a dream
R50 is the retail price for your soul
And on this particular night
My spirit was up for sale
With me as the agent
My commission in a plastic bag...

Beautiful,Inside

Someone lied to her
Told her poets are in demand
So she started buildings walls
Around hers with status updates
And peeing on every corner
Of his virtual world
To fend off groupies
And mark her territory
Litlle did she know
Groupies are for mindless jerks
That sing RNB
Whose abs have more talent
Than they will ever have
For poets
There are no red carpets
Rolled out
Our only fans, other poets
And 'ugly' chicks
Rocking natural fro's
Who have more brain
Than 'looks'
Beautiful
Inside

Cyber crush/ed

I stalked her facebook profile
"Liked" her status updates
Hanged on her every word
Her thoughts my noose
Drooled all over her pictures
Retweeted her tweets
DM'ed compliments
To get her attention
Tagged her on my posts
Mentioned her on my tweets

Ran into her at the shops
The other day
We looked straight at each other
She leaned forward to embrace
I opened my arms
In shock
She pulled back
And was like
"Sorry man,
Can you pass me
The 2litre coke behind you"
Cleared my throat
And passed
Realising she doesn't know me
I went to buy bread
But came back
With a broken heart