Influence
Copy somebody that you like
Don’t write what you don’t know
Because it’ll catch up to you
Your cracks begin to show
Don’t pretend to be great,
Where words fall from the sky
Just take a sip and wait
Be ready on standby
It sometimes takes a while
To generate ideas
Don’t rush your artistic style,
Coz it’ll be verbal diarrhea
Reading Poetry is good,
You’re just as worthy as them
It might be true, just misunderstood
But don’t self-condemn
You will find it subjective,
A rather relaxing space
Slowing down is effective
Just give them your poker-face
They won’t know what’s hit them,
Stuck there in the tree,
Hoy up a bit of phlegm
And flick a finger– you’ve got the key
Pick up the pieces
And Let yourself in now
Or you’ll end up in faeces
Coz it’s not a respectful crowd
(2014)
