I sipped candle wax
and was told I was a genius
As it hardened in my throat
And every cut and bruise
Is honored as glory and strength
When it's just a sign of my pathetic mortality
And every step I take into the ocean
On cracked feet and hot skin
Burned because I demanded it to
And 60 days of minimal sleep
Is a sign of dedication
To my waking hours
Rather than successful neurofunction
And for all these reasons,
They tell me I'm smart because
Intelligence is measured in longetivity
In the face of persistent self destruction
Because the sick are those who've truly got it right.
Nietzsche spoke of an inversion of values
Where weakness becomes our pride
And strength is deemed repulsive.
You see, modesty's a virtue
That it's easier to promote
With candlewax
hardening in your
cold,
dead,
throat.
Aug 15, 2013
Aug 15, 2013 at 1:29 PM UTC
I sipped candle wax
and was told I was a genius
As it hardened in my throat
And every cut and bruise
Is honored as glory and strength
When it's just a sign of my pathetic mortality
And every step I take into the ocean
On cracked feet and hot skin
Burned because I demanded it to
And 60 days of minimal sleep
Is a sign of dedication
To my waking hours
Rather than successful neurofunction
And for all these reasons,
They tell me I'm smart because
Intelligence is measured in longetivity
In the face of persistent self destruction
Because the sick are those who've truly got it right.
Nietzsche spoke of an inversion of values
Where weakness becomes our pride
And strength is deemed repulsive.
You see, modesty's a virtue
That it's easier to promote
With candlewax
hardening in your
cold,
dead,
throat.
