notes from an open mic night

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  1. billy nomates.

    billy nomates. rain cancels play.

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    An old man sat next to me and asked
    Why don't you play an instrument?
    You have fingers

    I tried to explain that I play an instrument
    But I couldn't figure out how to not sound awkward
    When I explained that my fingers only worked
    With letters not fretboards
    But still with necks and bodies
    Carving shapes into the skin
    That I can only reach by tracing
    The vibrations into moments like
    Her perfume hanging in my mouth
    Clouding the roof
    Making each breath I take taste of lightning
    Turning thunderstorms in my belly
    As my teeth chatter like a child
    Too nervous to ask a question
    Which has a branch of responses
    When he only wants to sit under the tree
    And listen as the rain picks its way through

    And I replied that I'd tried
    But my fingers seemed to lose their grip
    Before I could form a melody
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  2. Nu'maaN

    Nu'maaN Anu'naki, Nuqqa.

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    you motherfucker.

    hiding and shit.

    fuck you.

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  3. Chavvah

    Chavvah New Member

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    The imagery was sick. I can see you playing the hell out of that tat gun too, like a symphony son!! Thus was like a 10 second movie with all the pieces. Loved it!!!
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