Passive Aggression from Short Story of the Dreamers
Not the typical, lyrical…
My residuals, spiritual…
I see invisible…
Miracles…
But… Miraculously…
My malice grows in your absence…
I’m usually just so passive, so I’m new to these reactions…
I knew that these reactions, stemmed and grew from all your talents…
But it’s bout to make me go and grab a shorty with an accent…
Imma make six figures and then send her some mixed signals…
Just so she wonder where I’m at, and what I’m into…
Bet she’ll love me hard, and even harder when the rent’s due…
And then I’ll claim I slipped up, knowing all the time I meant to…