We've been here before And its never been "amazing" A word reserved for new beginnings Not the same old same things So familiar and worn That its browning and aging As if left out on the lawn Because its not worth saving
To afford "amazing" would be amazing But amazing is not a necessity Other needs are more pressing So it fades from our vocabulary To make room for whats usable Like things that aren't accessories And like the boxes in the garage It fades from our memories
Dishes served full are well laid on the table prawns are glittering adornments though only yesterday their tentacles were tasting the river not knowing they would be in another water in the river of saliva grinded and pulped for a tasty moksha.
The rain falls unabated from last night.
Who'll go out to feed?, asks a voice.
Does never being hungry feel the same stress as being hungry most of the time?
The answer is in the clouded eyes watching the eyes joyful for one more chance.
Listening to sad songs, Tryna make me feel better, Yeah my teeth do clatter, But hey,it doesn't matter, Get up and watch me, As your pride will I shatter, Just wait,honey