Peristalsis;
Smooth muscle contracting downward
But wait a minute –
You know I fixate, regurgitate
I’m a baby bird
Oh, but it’s the mother who feeds their young this way
Hmm
I will produce no-one to provide for
My DNA will remain with me
Closed within this cage of flesh and consciousness
I can feel music
Predict rhythm
Visceral movement
Widen the schism
Poetic convulsions
Ripple through space and time
In this simple kitchen
Where I reside
And my time I bide
There is indeed history in the rooms of this house
Tag: Hypomania
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Obsolete
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Over-familiarity
Over-familiarity;
A term I used clinically
But lately I am developing some clarity
That it relates to… meAnd how I relate to others
I am driven somehow
To reach out
and out
and out
To people who I don’t deeply know nowWhy is this?
We knew each other in the past
And I wished that our knowing would last
Extend to the present
And the future
Perhaps eternity
So I continue this farceBut at what cost?
I keep you tethered
Though our relationship is weathered
As is my dignity
And your patience
And the illusion of a friendship
That would naturally be severedIf I let it die a natural death.
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A Shot in the Dark
A shot in the dark
Though I know that it’s wrong
A shot in the dark
Will come before longA shot in the dark
Though I know it’s insane
A shot in the dark
Has tarnished my nameA shot in the dark
Will I ever relent?
A shot in the dark
It’s time to repentA shot in the dark
Not the last word I spoke
A shot in the dark
Once more I’m a joke. -
I Guess I Could Do Worse
Hey
How’s it going?Sorry to be annoying
Just trying to fill a voidIt runs deep within me
Don’t be annoyedIf you felt this way
I’d help you too
But you don’t, it’s me
I’m a big piece of poo
