[dead man]

well

one door closes, others open, they say
but its only a phrase. a notion we employ to persuade
growing antisocial as the calendar waves
but i'm only reminded when i wake up everyday
i recognized my best friend in a box at his wake
who i pushed away until it was already too late
the good die young, but we will live to be great
i'll visit you later if ever i can escape
waiting for a letter from grandfather's estate
wondering if he would've still remembered my name
resting uneasily on a pillow of space
veiling complexes behind a simpler face
i woke up in a bed on 27th and Drake
chain-smoking trying to burn away the taste
rest in grace. pocket aces in your denim in case
you're drowning in the river with no oxygen tank
struggling to separate dishonest and fake
put them together it's the whole human race. we all relate
venom laced, fang to bone. blood cold as a viper
self righteous. today's thread titles are yesterday's cyphers
leave the house. keys, cell phone, wallet and lighter
ill be back when i retire. or feel inspired. either suffices
pressure rises, like nitrous, lion mated with tigress
making mountains out of molecules creating a crisis
halfway nihilist. the other bit's a bit indecisive
it wasn't meant to be like this. her skin was silk, my Godiva
messiah. mousse whipped desire, i was taken at once
but it was only a crutch. accoutrement they serve after lunch
or was it lust? it was love. lamentation and liquor
rather faithful for sinners, we channel demons in winter
sit for Shiva. 7 days accepting death as the truth
so let me loose. our ancestors are next to recoup
let me loose. play your game like nobody loses
i've written for you many moons, O woman in blue
all want is you. your scent the sound of your voice
but i've come to realize it's not a matter of choice
roll your dice. rolls royce, here's a camry at best
my pride's about the only thing i have to invest
sit awake and think about which habit is next
consuming us until there's nothing left..





deadman