so what if i fight like a rakshasa?...
i did my studying,
and they had quite an effective strategy
on the human psyche.
i was walking down the street
and a lady i passed by
said:
"i'll show you what
i
have to do"
at which,
after walking a sufficient distance
to be out of earshot
"i'll show you what i get to do"k
StudentStudy:
composite protein sculpture
masked mindmenld tincture
bequeathed beyond suspection
who hasbeen lost,
turndaway from light?
(p[re]conceived without cost
toend everenduring plight)
be we bretheren
or beewee foe;
three countsof seven
till yeeshall know.
if need be,
i'd kick my brother's ass in a heartbeat
once i showed him
i didn't need to wait around for a jackass jawbone
i picked up a stone
slowed me down a bit
didn't catch him,
and when i realized his trajectory was surpassing mine on foot,
what, with the big rock and all,
i reacted and just threw it since every passing moment he was further...
it landed in the middle of one of the koiponds my biker stepdad had built,
or had us dig, i might say,
then i don't remember anything until he got back
and backhanded me over a fence
'cause i'd forgotten to get the stone out of the pond.
in my perception,
it was what they call a zen slap
in regard to the lasting effects
