Toward thinking - thinking toward that newer stuff.
Implicating a newer truth -
More meaning more than ever what meant before.
Dry unveilings found me dripping and drowning,
Ogling the ones who did it better.
Enlightenment, apparently, doesn't come with instructions -
Sorry, Timmy - do catch me when I'm wiser.
Nit pick my tendencies to
Overcome the dumb junk -
Trippin' about all of the dirt that's piled up on my dirt, already.
Each moment that caters to forgotten smiles,
X's out all of the good times I could've spent passin' the conch shell with somethin' to say - Ha.
I'm itching to perform a miracle.
Settling for truths spilled from frigid lips just ain't my cup of tea -
Everything is happening now.