there is war
there is a war,
for hearts and minds,
found in minefields,
there is chaos,
there is a chaotic trend,
to steal your peace, your sleep,
until the end, yes the end.
adding swear words,
would not add to what this
does say about the world, for ... wait listen, do you
hear IT, running down the drain,
a cleansing rain,
let me run outside,
with a towel and board shorts,
rip across the parking lot, jumping in puddles
until the people from their windows shake their
heads and mumble,
that somebody ought to call the police,
but no one does, meaning no one will,
for they want me to suffer and fall ill,
a consequence
of the quenching drench,
that I took, as my flipper feet, ran slapping
the asphalt, to the end, the end where I
looked over the edge, and saw there is more,
where that crazyness came from,
there is more. I will behave if I can just reach out and touch....
Jan 11, 2014
Jan 11, 2014 at 1:18 AM UTC
there is war
there is a war,
for hearts and minds,
found in minefields,
there is chaos,
there is a chaotic trend,
to steal your peace, your sleep,
until the end, yes the end.
adding swear words,
would not add to what this
does say about the world, for ... wait listen, do you
hear IT, running down the drain,
a cleansing rain,
let me run outside,
with a towel and board shorts,
rip across the parking lot, jumping in puddles
until the people from their windows shake their
heads and mumble,
that somebody ought to call the police,
but no one does, meaning no one will,
for they want me to suffer and fall ill,
a consequence
of the quenching drench,
that I took, as my flipper feet, ran slapping
the asphalt, to the end, the end where I
looked over the edge, and saw there is more,
where that crazyness came from,
there is more. I will behave if I can just reach out and touch....
It is not my fault, they called a "mini pineapple express". Towel got too wet to dry me off...believe it, or not.
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