||your learning||

expression aint but a vernacular thing,
wantt, statements not just stand still but swing.

where do you lie fucked this evening my hoe,
...hits different when its phrased,
kaa chudhi padi hai iss shyam mere randi. ||baised.||

tonality floods them ears cultured, braised, tuned.
...or must i say those street-side, loon, swoon?
hijdo ki basaat aur chuthiyo ki awkaad ghul jaati in transit with sweethearts earning houses and those lookin for their intoxication.

||and ofc there're more...||
||0-10 going to school school||
||10-20 wanna grow up soon soon||
||20-30 sniffing, sneezing and figuring taste||
||30-40 wondering how them parents directed fate||
||40-50 calm/panic over societal acceptance n' rejuvenation||
||50-60 accepting ache, understanding a nation||
||60-70 ache||
||80-90 annoyance n' dependence||
||90-100 waiting room||

all in transit crisis crossing pathways, choosing/avoiding conversation to dedicate themselves to.
does it make sense to treat them how you wanna be treated ||soft|| or to deny confidence 'n test patience, confidence n' truth?

kindly, please, sorry, thank you and things "permission" misplaced; make you sound like a fuckin pussy.
but done just right translates your sense of balance, humanity, coexistence n' longevity.

some overtly apologetic because they realize violence breeds only its likeness,
some leverage life over your head, yes-yes the one they themselves deny holding oh so dear.

insecurity-driven, checking for misplaced commas n' aiotas;
im glad even the street dogs see worth in it now.
particular about not just their chai-irani but their bow-wow.

||your learning||