Friday, August 7, 2009
I was walking home from an open mic, and I thought of a little haiku. I was proud of it. I wrote it down, I drew a little star next to every line, I gave myself a little pat on the back. Then, I went to another open mic (Dirty Little Secrets @ The Red Room, hosted by Dulce Deseos) and recited it. Right afterwords, a female artist (painter, I forgot her name) came with a response. She tried to FINISH ME... Needless to say, that made me fall in love with this haiku..."And it goes a little something like this"...
Until I saw you smoking/
That shit is not cute/
See, not so bad, right? It should be inspirational. It should be motivational. I'm not trying to diss you. I'm tryna uplift you lol. No one should smoke, really. So, a woman can say the same, exact thing without changing one word. But I'll say this joint every chance I get. QUIT!