Snippet:

All I ever wanted
Was a typewriter and to leave an imprint
Took a crash into this writing
And wasn’t prepared to leave a big dent
Stamped a few months ago
Just know new shit, yall been sent
But don’t come for me when I send it to you
Because I can turn to L’s sideways
Make that bitch a W

Update: first poem completed in 3 months. It’s GO time.