No. Lol. Just trying to get a battle outta you man.

What's up Jon?

What's up, Zombie?

We've never battled, that I recall.

Not that I'm good for showing up or writing nowadays. Sad emoji.

Dan

I think I drunk dialed ur pm box

Why don't u wanna chill w me no more?

I got a new sales job. I'm Finna have way too much money an there will be really good threads due to this. Come home dancake!!!

Good job on acquiring your new position. I'm sure the moolah will come rolling in, as will the lols. Good day sir.

Sup factott?

why u been duckin the poem league?

It's all coming together my G. thank u for ur kind words.

We never battled Lars.

I wouldn't know the first thing about writing a poem. I don't get it. Is it a text verse w/o rhyming? u w0t?

roses are red
go fuck yourself vulgar

there's my poem.

It isn't zombie, it's black.

Ay dagel fuck u. Piece of shit. Cry fucked ur girl on ur back while u complimented his stroke an then u ate veggie pizzas alone drinking water Makin a youtube vid about rb crews.

U will be the LAST fagkt from rb to make the transfer here. AND EVEN THEN U WILL BE MET WITH RESISTANCE. FUCKING COWARD DORK LONELY FAGOT DIRTBAG LOSER WEORDO

I'm going to wallow in self pity and get drunk by myself tonight.

I can't relate to rich people like you and Knuck anymore.

@Dancake it's ok I'm still poor :D

I apologize for no showing, Witty. I'll carry that weight until the day I die.

Dan I'm still poor tho!

For now!

I applied for ur mortgage analyst job with local credit union recently an was denied. U are the real fancy pants.

I think the Indian kid who rides his Razor around my apartment complex is putting nails and other objects into my tires. Two months ago it was an alan wrench that only cost $30 to fix. Today was a nail in the sidewall which lead to me buying two new tires. I still suspect he broke into my car the first week I moved here. Or it could be the punk ass 19-21 year old who moved in. He plays rap music in his rice box piece of shit car too loud. He was hanging out around it with his mom and girlfriend one day. I got out of my car. He said 'Yeah' pretty loud. Probably wasn't directed at me. I thought it was. I stopped and yelled 'Yeah!', staring at them. Then walked away yelling 'yeah!' a couple more times. Losing my mind. That combined with the deaf lady's dog next door, I don't know. Cake about to catch a body soon.

Lol man .... did u ever learn those wolf whistles I told u about?

That plan should be getting ready to pay off.

Okay...

Take your best bar you've ever written in an open mic. (One bar, just one).
Maximize and lengthen that bar by a few "stanzas" while going into more depth or by executing different things with language that you didn't otherwise.

This is poetry. It doesn't have to rhyme to "activate" something in the reader, which is what it intends to do. It's like fancier fortune cookie strips, only it's really not fancy at all. Some writers are blunt with it, others are extravagant. Pick your approach.

Good luck, bro.

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=m-OaVzrf_vc

:38 seconds in

"There is not a word, or a sentence, or a concept you can illuminate for me."