incumbent we play.

Repeat something for me

Retreat thumb ring glory

And sheet the bed like streets have said- it’s covered

They told me the bears are dead- they’re only smothered

Delete drum sing boring

Discrete hum ignoring

And heat the lead sike feats lava head- belove red

Band wheat like rye whiskey treat sled- snowing spread

Completely registered to deceive myself 

The hard part will be to believe myself

If I swap roles frequently enough I may be able to retrieve myself

enough to enough

ok, here we are

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diarrhea vomit.

jthen

My Dearest

My little girl

Where are you heading?

To a land of broken candy cane?

Or posters of stage’s main?

My baby girl

Where have you been?

In box beneath your bed,

Unwilling to be seen?

My sweet girl

Where are you?

You were under my nose

Exchanging clothes

For dollars and pounds

And bedding mounds

My dearest 

Where?

Where are you heading?

Where have you been?

Where are you?

You were under my nose

Exchanging clothes

For dollars and pounds

And weighing rounds

My little girl

I loved you where you were

My baby girl

You could’ve been loved regardless

My sweet girl

I know where you are

Don’t be afraid

To show your scar

My dearest

I love you regardless

Plate hayer

id2

Doc?

Did I do good today?

Did I do my part to please?

Did I pray to god, when I was on my knees?

Did I break somebody’s heart?

Is this a form of art?

Did I happen to ignore a stranger’s pleas?

Did the voices in the room,

Spell out impending doom?

When I walked out of the house today?

Was this predicted?

The pressure lifted?

Or was this feeling meant to stay?

“Do you mind explaining yourself Mr. Serious?”

“Or is your mind simply delirious?”

You can never measure lies.

Though the courtroom may try

Technology is taking over minds.

The government has come to find, you guilty.

Will they ever learn to read between the lines?

Did I do good today?

Doc?

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