Post by artolmaeus on Jan 4, 2022 0:52:22 GMT -6
we grow old slowly, in degrees
but in a few degrees we are off target
are we archers trying to reach a goal
little fucking cupids trying to pin a heart
believers waiting for more than wafers and wine
oh to walk across deep water
if only there be witnesses
and we can claim the feat as our own device
the kisses we no longer have are wetter
far better than we remember if ever there was
that thing in the mind that minces it all
spread it across a buttered toast
a buttered breast
an unbuttoned vest
that thing in the mind
oh how sublime
fades in time, disappears in the rearview
lest we crash in the present from the past
oh we age a little everyday
and some day, we go away and leave the dirt, the clay
or just the bones
ingloriously kept in a box somewhere
oh fuck, don't let me down
not like my memory serves
or my delusion
oh we are dying by the minute
but we are living in the seconds
maybe the b-stock items someone else buys
and all we want is to savor the bargain
and feel that the living is easy
but all that is easy is so used
then I cherish well worn rags
for they are much like me
trying to climb the falling sand grains to be on top of the heap fresh and new
but they are fewer and further between
there is no place for the wild hares to hide
and so, they are gone
we are only on fire for a little while
like the last fifth of a burning candle
you cannot swallow it easy
or without harm
and it is all tragic
in that you know how it will end
like a hurricane forecast
even if it misses, it is too close to avoid
oh so many try
have you tried
have you been tried
is the wrapper even off
I asked the white rabbit
"what are you trying to save?"
and he replied "...time"
"there's never enough to waste"
"but it is so precious, every time I do..."
"every time I do, I feel rich as a king....
for with what shall we buy time?"
"With the Queen's Heart?"I asked
"don't be silly" he replied
"and furthermore, they are all broken....
but then, like hearts and hymens and rules...
everything is better broken"
and then he broke the bread and said
"take this and eat for it is my body broken for the world"
but it is not a cross
but the getting up after that matters
that, if something is divine
it is only in the getting up
once you are down
and the miracle of all this dying universe
is that despite it's constant grind
you are alive now and you can never be better than that
in this moment, at this moment
you are falling with style...
it was then I realized I had passed a good joint
with Buzz Light-year
and well, fuck it!!!
but in a few degrees we are off target
are we archers trying to reach a goal
little fucking cupids trying to pin a heart
believers waiting for more than wafers and wine
oh to walk across deep water
if only there be witnesses
and we can claim the feat as our own device
the kisses we no longer have are wetter
far better than we remember if ever there was
that thing in the mind that minces it all
spread it across a buttered toast
a buttered breast
an unbuttoned vest
that thing in the mind
oh how sublime
fades in time, disappears in the rearview
lest we crash in the present from the past
oh we age a little everyday
and some day, we go away and leave the dirt, the clay
or just the bones
ingloriously kept in a box somewhere
oh fuck, don't let me down
not like my memory serves
or my delusion
oh we are dying by the minute
but we are living in the seconds
maybe the b-stock items someone else buys
and all we want is to savor the bargain
and feel that the living is easy
but all that is easy is so used
then I cherish well worn rags
for they are much like me
trying to climb the falling sand grains to be on top of the heap fresh and new
but they are fewer and further between
there is no place for the wild hares to hide
and so, they are gone
we are only on fire for a little while
like the last fifth of a burning candle
you cannot swallow it easy
or without harm
and it is all tragic
in that you know how it will end
like a hurricane forecast
even if it misses, it is too close to avoid
oh so many try
have you tried
have you been tried
is the wrapper even off
I asked the white rabbit
"what are you trying to save?"
and he replied "...time"
"there's never enough to waste"
"but it is so precious, every time I do..."
"every time I do, I feel rich as a king....
for with what shall we buy time?"
"With the Queen's Heart?"I asked
"don't be silly" he replied
"and furthermore, they are all broken....
but then, like hearts and hymens and rules...
everything is better broken"
and then he broke the bread and said
"take this and eat for it is my body broken for the world"
but it is not a cross
but the getting up after that matters
that, if something is divine
it is only in the getting up
once you are down
and the miracle of all this dying universe
is that despite it's constant grind
you are alive now and you can never be better than that
in this moment, at this moment
you are falling with style...
it was then I realized I had passed a good joint
with Buzz Light-year
and well, fuck it!!!
