Here’s the post.
It’s a good poem no major spoilers hit the link give him a like and check out his works.
The poem is titled. Hunger is the secret ingredient….and it sure is.
I rock with the way he sets it up and hits you with the good shit at the end…
My brother of the song language.
Fuck it here’s a spoiler….
The alarm goes off…I hear the opening rift of BANG!
I get up and then I lie back down. I don’t want to get up for work or anything else. I just feel like shit. Then I remeber oh it’s my day off. I smile and hug my pillow.
But, then the second alarm on phone goes off….
*Get your punk ass up. You don’t got no day off your on the clock. You got to put in the work on that desk. Or I ain’t sucking no dick tonight.* I hear my girlfriend’s voice go off in the recorded message.
Damn. I get up and sit down at my table and…..
And that’s enough of spoiler.
I need to do this shit more.