The time for silence is now over
I've heard enough I shouldn't be here
Having a little girl on the other side of the world
I should go and see her
It is not indecision that keeps me but the vow to never leave
Until everything is organized
For our return Eh hey
And we'll be back again another day
To say piss on this urine shatters like ice
We're flying back to where it's warm again
And maybe we'll never leave there
Staying with the inlaws or whatever
Who knows the answer
When maybe we'll just stay here
We might even go explore the world
Who gives a shit so long as we're together
We can sing along with the NWO's eradication
Songs of mass dictation or how about alleviation
Of Revelations and Job termination
Wow let's sing it again
Living with the ultimate patience for sin
It's just a number socially insuring production
Socially insuring numbered destruction
You choose the end as to where to begin
Balala mother fucker it's been a lovely head game
I am now ready to play it to win on a whim
Though I can't seem to win for losing
So I'll just keep my ground to go under some day soon
Don't bother me with life moon
When humanity hasn't figured out yet how to get along
Try to stop me to become a part of my tomb
Believe me when I say I have room for you too
So come on over and we'll watch the Stationed Bullshit Tube
YOU ARE READING
New poetry book or...
PoetryShort story, long stories, stories that must rhyme and by written poetically, I think. I might add my earlier poems to this collection also.
