04-02-2014, 04:44 AM
(inspired by Ellajam)
I fear my life has become a bore,
I don’t chase wild women anymore,
—nor do they chase me—
I’ve given up the drugs and the drink,
so now if I should falter, it’s not from
worshipping at the porcelain altar,
or someone’s bathroom sink.
I’ve lived my life 3 to their 1,
but this fourth one is not so much fun,
and I’m feeling so very tired and undone
—better when I was insane—
I guess I can’t complain.
Better than formaldehyde in,
and blood swirling
down,
down,
down
…the drain!
I fear my life has become a bore,
I don’t chase wild women anymore,
—nor do they chase me—
I’ve given up the drugs and the drink,
so now if I should falter, it’s not from
worshipping at the porcelain altar,
or someone’s bathroom sink.
I’ve lived my life 3 to their 1,
but this fourth one is not so much fun,
and I’m feeling so very tired and undone
—better when I was insane—
I guess I can’t complain.
Better than formaldehyde in,
and blood swirling
down,
down,
down
…the drain!
How long after picking up the brush, the first masterpiece?
The goal is not to obfuscate that which is clear, but make clear that which isn't.
The goal is not to obfuscate that which is clear, but make clear that which isn't.