"City Hall is right down the street from your house if you want to go get married."
Schwartz, Morgan, Me
"Shit, blood..." "Shitblood"
Collaborative Poem composed at Zeitgeist in the sun
by Micah Ballard, Brandon Brown and Lindsey Boldt
homey has Rembrandt eyes
come to me brother
and this is what's happening
come on, man
don't hate, peep recognize game
Coletti, Brown, really bad cell phones
who are these people
giving me LOVE
it must be
Lindsey, Coletti, "it's Brandon Brown!!"
we're out in the day-time!
it's awesome, but I have no idea what yer saying
Micah's dick = she's pretty
but she ain't fine as you
I AM IN LOVE WITH A STRIPPER
Yeah, I know.
excuse me, I'm gonna go in this port-a-potty
I'm in a plastic container of shit
"What is that face?"
invulnerable means, less suspicion
fussing about the terrace
shut your face
I was courting her, in the sense of wanting to
give her a scholarship
Word to your mom, it is so fucking on