This is me giving the mobile app a try. It is late and i am drunk and i am alone. I try to understand everything but really i am just a human style figure into and belliger these single file thoughts just waiting to be lost amidst old times slick rhymes knowing who you are maybe most almost all the time. Sleep and see new. Things that are you for you forward and all four words they say “i. am. for. you.” Slick as this rhyme quick as this time I’m flying up above your head right next to you in bed thinking over every time mulling over every line i wrote imagining how it would sound issuing from your throat. Wanting to just feel your hands spell out what they have known.