Treason, Eventually.
Courtsign flashing
Bee-boppin' through town
Take us all to the cleaners
Lawyered up and ready
For the noon-time glare
Of camera flash
Until you've lost your way
Or am I lost already
Staring blankly at a wall
Of the common citizen
You left me behind
When we went our seperate ways
I have no plea
But the wire-tap in my head
Yelling out orders at the top
Of metaphorical lungs
Do you ever even tire
Of looking down from on high?
Or are we mere mortals
Slowly succumbing
Under a killer sky?
Friday, September 17, 2004
I'm bad at vulnerability I like to tie off places Where mess might hide Might wander in to introduce themself Until I'm all kn...
-
She shares the blame For Adam's fall So secure, attractive Brilliant in a certain view The essence of Enlightenment I see her raise her ...
-
To slumber And not be tossed about Like an incomplete formula In the mind of a mathematician Is a good thing The solution Lies in reme...
-
Late It's practically done, more or less Plus or minus it's my best Effort if you squint and side-eye It. I'm sure it will get b...
No comments:
Post a Comment