 Have you seen any episodes of this new show called New Red Cherry Flavor or something on Netflix? Nope. Have you? I have. She vomits cats. What? That is... She vomits cats. Yep. That's one of the things in the show. I'm saying that that's unfortunate, but she's got a lot of cats then, right? Yeah. Are they living? She...they are born that way. She vomits them out. Oh! Well... That's weird, man. That's fair. And I will say who, which she, but if you watch it, you'll watch a woman barf out baby kitties. That is not how childbirth happens. In a sack. I just want to make that very clear. Josh! You can go follow us on Instagram and Twitter for juicy content. It's juicy! In case everybody was really concerned about the birds and the bees in that regard. You don't... In case you were wondering, I wonder if the babies come from our vomit. Do we puke them up? Uh, today we're doing... I hate cats. I think this is a spoken word thing. This is called Two A.M. Text Many Nights by Rabiya Kapoor. Okay. Um... You want to read it, Ash? Yeah. How do I say that first word? Commune. That's what I was going to say. Yeah. Not sure. Commune brings you the best of spoken word in India. It is in fact spoken word, Corbin. Thanks. Specializing in storytelling and poetry. Rabiya Kapoor is one of their most talented artists. I am here constantly just waiting with a stupid eager smile in my eyes with a stupid eager high in my voice as I answer the phone on the first ring when you call. Have you ever liked someone so much that staring into their mind is like staring into yours? You keep writing love poems and imagining fantasies in your mind when all you want to do is never let them go. Two A.M. Texts by Rabiya Kapoor is a spoken word piece that will bring back the Russia feelings that you may have once experienced and for some, if you're lucky, still experiencing. Two A.M. Texts. Booty call. Right, guys? Right, guys? Always. Gotta love those two A.M.A. Two A.M.A.? Two A.M.A. Two A.M.A. Those two A.M.A. texts. Two A.M.A. texts from your husband. Hey, girl, get over here. And you're like, shut up. I'm sleeping. Your husband? Yeah. He comes over on occasion. Yeah. Rick, can you relate? I can relate. I felt you nodding. Yep. Off. I spent many nights imagining you imagining me. Is it vain to wonder what you're wondering when you wonder about me? Is it self-absorbed to think about what you think about when you think about touching me? Is it narcissism to realize that looking into your mind is like looking into mind and that all I want is to keep staring into that mirror where you and I are reflected in each other? Beautiful. The nights with my eyes open glued to the darkness of my bedroom ceiling where scenarios play out like a thin layer of film under my eyelashes. Foggy with daydreams and seeping into nightdreams and I dream a little about you. And I dream a little about me. And my dreams, they morph us together. And I wanted to know, is that conceited? Is it conceited that I have rearranged all the furniture of my mind facing that big projector where I pay reruns of your fingers running up and down the length of me burying themselves in the arch of my back, losing themselves in the tangles of my hair and then finding themselves once more in the gaps between my own? I spend many nights composing these self-conscious love poems. But self-conscious hasn't conscious of the self. Self-conscious hasn't you and me being a self. Self-conscious love poems of yourself for myself in our self. I spend many nights fumbling with these fantasies which I try to construct through work documents and WhatsApp conversations of you and me. It's completely selfless because think about it. I have dedicated all my time to constructing versions of you. I'm moving you in my head. I'm seducing you in secret. I'm pushing you downstairs in the privacy of my imagination just so that I can watch you fall for me. And I'm beginning to think maybe I'm being selfish because I know that in reality sometimes you have to sleep. There are gaps in our conversation because you have to eat. There are breaks in our eye contact because you're watching the road but God, I wish you weren't. I wish you could be like me. I am here constantly just waiting with this stupid eager smile in my eyes with this stupid eager high in my voice as I answer the phone on the first ring when you call. For that in reality sometimes you're going to be busy. But I spend many nights pretending that you're not. I don't say anything because I'm not a psycho. I'm never going to let you know that in my head I never let you go. I'm holding onto memories of you holding me. I'm holding you hostage as you're roaming free. I remember once when we were sitting by the sea you told me that sometimes you mentally address me. And I wanted to laugh because you looked so guilty and if only you knew what you're going through up here with what I'm doing to you you're tied up and gagged. You never need to blink and you don't have to miss a moment of me. But I swear I'm not a lunatic. I'm not crazy, I just don't like sleeping alone. I spend many nights pretending that you're with me at home. Even though you're lying in your bed and I am mine sometimes I pretend that those beds are combined and I spend many nights with my headphones on where I play the sound of your heartbeat knocking against your chest, knocking against my ear on repeat as your breath hums through your entire body and the rhythm of your lungs loves me asleep and I have my favorite kind of nights of the many nights I spend. It's when the sun's still rolling outside and the night has yet to begin and all the walls of my fantasy slowly collapse and my daydreams they evaporate in the heat of the night It's when I'm sitting beside you and you beside me and you're watching me, watching you, watching me and I smile at that smile that you're smiling for me and then I know I'm not full of narcissism and conceit I just like you a lot. What? Don't you like me? If you like them please hit subscribe, comment, share, like Twitter, Facebook, all of that Tell your friends if you didn't like it you should share, subscribe, comment, like and bell icon anyway because support other artists and tell your mom and dad about it because parents love me and have a good quarantine if you're watching this in the quarantine That was wonderful I enjoyed that a lot That was beautiful Sometimes you're driving down the road in the fall especially in LA this will happen you'll be driving down the road in the fall you'll see trees many of which don't turn here like they do anywhere remotely close to back east we don't have a fall but every once in a while You'll see the one tree You'll see the one tree and you'll gasp because it's so pretty that's what that was in the slew of things that we often watch when something of elevated artistry pops up you go oh yes that was one of those moments That was a fantastic Poem It was me who spoke with Poem I think somebody who if you've ever been in a relationship you guys I think can kind of understand I hope that if you've been in a relationship you can understand If you've been in a relationship and don't know that then I'm really sorry because that's what you should know if you're in love Yeah That was well said that's pretty much the quintessential if you felt and thought that then you know what it means to be in love with somebody That was beautiful Sorry, my neck hurts Yeah, that was for sure Have we seen her before? She looks familiar Is she like girly upon or any of those videos? Maybe Is she with the girls that we recently have done some reactions to? I don't know, she seems so familiar I agree Forgive me if we have seen you before You idiot Don't you know? You're very very talented Keep doing what you're doing If you're watching sometimes it happens like we watch certain like unknown artists just do like dancers or whatever Then they'll see our video Makes me so happy when that happens The fact that you can see that you're appreciated and you're really talented Even though I'm sure you will just keep doing what you're doing because it's wonderful And yes, everybody share it We need to elevate artistry that's good and expansive of the human condition and that was just what human beings were all about right there And chain and gag your partner Josh!