I plug my phone in until my computer dies
I plug my computer in until my phone dies

I’m in rage with myself on a beautiful day
I don’t believe in what I’ve been tacked into
strange walks and tumble down tricky triumphs
Back and forth from end to end, finding meaning
waiting for a call to arms and a wild whipping screaming
I refuse to let us fall, drowning and deserving
I don’t mean to waste your time
but i can’t help myself from tossing and turning
dreaming and dragging

Tell me more, another sasquatch bends down the street
his slouch, curving above us all, looking down with quiet stares
silence has been our only true retreat from insecure ideals
maybe those thoughts aren’t really there
We heard about them in a story of growing old and weak
behind a locked door and a fence made from steel
Keeling over, close your eyes and let me sleep
I can’t – I’m worried about you

The mirror is not where you want to find yourself
It will **** you dry and realizing ridiculous rationalities
about who you are and what you really mean
the storm of emotions from my eyes staring back at me
post your words on a figment of social structure and control
it was good to hear about your day at the park, but did you think at all?
i forget just who you were, just how i talked and how you coughed
crying and spying and partially lying about yourself and your home
the foaming up of some great old heartbreak that wont let go
it’s okay, having is savvy and letting is retching

Newspapers every day of same world changes – little cups of stress
defending your mowed lawn and property and lines of fools gold
snorting the treasures and dying again from inside your soul
you realize that the papers never made you smile except initially
and internally you take the pills and hand yourself over when they grin
you saw that smirk, it was a play, a hidden gem that you couldn’t understand
give it all away
make those mistakes

Dear you,
I have nothing but hope