I pay no mind
To the sweet sounds what seems to good to be true
For what strikes the ears with the hope & imagination of a child is but a faulty promise
I wish i had a partner in this empty world
To see what is real
That life is overrated and a over due bill
You never catch up
So with my pillow Coving my head
I shield myself from the circus outside my window
I drown in the undertow of whats already meant
Losing the fragments that fragmented me as I sit
And died and then left
I father the broken
All the while im around the disused who bath in a toilet
Crossed fingers
Lazy eyed
Wondering to find there place
Let me gather my Daisies
Condemn the wealth that abandons hungry babies
And let me sleep in peace