God Bless Me?! 07.21.03
Is it not you
So young and impressionable
Supple and porous
Glaring at me with
That glazed one-yard stare?
Hypnotized with promises
Of eternal life
Wings, harps and visits with dearly departed grandma
Always absolutely right AND
Correct beyond debate
A mere child looking down
Your nose with pity
At what has to be
A heathen of the grandest scale
Me beyond belief
Thursday
Untitled 06.23.03
Long ago I realized just how truly
Pathetic I am
We all are
I have been at the paramount JUST long enough
And JUST enough times that I know what I’m missing
It goes way back – to the day
Lives of self-censored lies
What is real happens to be real
Although I try to live I ultimately
Fail time and time again to fulfill potential
But now I no longer care
Long ago I realized just how truly
Pathetic I am
We all are
I have been at the paramount JUST long enough
And JUST enough times that I know what I’m missing
It goes way back – to the day
Lives of self-censored lies
What is real happens to be real
Although I try to live I ultimately
Fail time and time again to fulfill potential
But now I no longer care
Deconstruction 06.23.03
When it starts to break down
It really snowballs from here
From outside outliers to the inner circles
of questionable deal making and promises broken
To that filthy coating of oils and sins
that tends to cover you from neck to knee
When it starts to break down
It really flows like lava with
relentless power and electricity
Pretensions balanced on delicate fulcrums
Played pop hits of the retro ages
I have become like the recipient of spewed venom
We bring me here for checks
And balances proves far from simple
Nothing is ever simple anymore
Even sleep proves elusive
I feel the effects of mileage
I have to be near the end of lines
Like water that appears to very flat
When all along it is so round
And endless
like nightmares
When it starts to break down
It really snowballs from here
From outside outliers to the inner circles
of questionable deal making and promises broken
To that filthy coating of oils and sins
that tends to cover you from neck to knee
When it starts to break down
It really flows like lava with
relentless power and electricity
Pretensions balanced on delicate fulcrums
Played pop hits of the retro ages
I have become like the recipient of spewed venom
We bring me here for checks
And balances proves far from simple
Nothing is ever simple anymore
Even sleep proves elusive
I feel the effects of mileage
I have to be near the end of lines
Like water that appears to very flat
When all along it is so round
And endless
like nightmares
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