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Itch it’s…on me…bawdy
Plebeian wry content
Asylum skirting ‘bout the best I’d ever want it to be
Cankers in kerosene rest inside the vetted self
Swollen Time
Another prophet holds the price of dreaming
So leave out the innocent and lance that boil of double stance
Parlay the bet you owe, let go the waste of what you know

The ides shift the plane
A burnt spot of hope on the blanket of indecision
So don’t blink…nobody’s coming
To rescue thought in a world stuck in long division
Still the feeding swarms
Be on the ready, the concepts of many
Are disinterred through life…through…
Treason trumps in idle humps and I can feel it
Shades are one, the scene is done…and I can see it
When the meat is spoiled…close your mouth and back away
The ratchet slips…no more I seethe
The talent of who cares less
The blunt and stolid work of a thief

That parade never came by, the festooned arch wilted
Forlorn gifts to foiled shills
Uncompromised…I’ll smile when the rock rolls down that hill
On pace with something that you’re ripping apart
Another nullified scribe…just a child pretending

I can see it’s best…what you’re doing to be
I can see it’s best to make it sound
Brash and flaccid…a fool in a jar
Another sugarfied vibe that you place into the barter
Brash and flaccid a fool in a jar
Another sugarfied vibe that you place until you cannot
Put It Down

Set fire…
to your love and your want
there’s a limit to the trust you bought
you can’t hide
Set fire…or…to let it go


from Bipolar Winter, released June 17, 2014



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