From all those newly flashier scenes,
you grew bored and sick of my constant disarray,
and searched for the higher spirited,
saying you needed taller stairs,
and hence left me there
kept me lowly,
to meet your goldened gods
and though you may not know
or care to put on that mask
i am still there below your steps.
You are loud you know,
up there swirling your wine glasses,
and tossing your fragile cares,
well, I am all day repsonding only to the sound of wooden creeks
that remains so close to our abandoned
equator
yet repel my own wants
and when your alone it is even worse,
la la la la
Stomp! Stomp!
Apr 1
Apr 1, 2026 at 1:04 PM UTC
From all those newly flashier scenes,
you grew bored and sick of my constant disarray,
and searched for the higher spirited,
saying you needed taller stairs,
and hence left me there
kept me lowly,
to meet your goldened gods
and though you may not know
or care to put on that mask
i am still there below your steps.
You are loud you know,
up there swirling your wine glasses,
and tossing your fragile cares,
well, I am all day repsonding only to the sound of wooden creeks
that remains so close to our abandoned
equator
yet repel my own wants
and when your alone it is even worse,
la la la la
Stomp! Stomp!
