[dead man]

thank you



night sky, comet cloud formation set me ablaze
starry gaze. black blanket chains to keep us centrally framed
presidential, mentor to many who accepted a change
now it's here and it was useless to continue to pray
let me lay. passion paradox as follows, true say
i'm happiest when causing you pain. it's such a shame
singularity is everything like lava and rain
pay your rent for 60 years just to inhabit a grave
touche. masquerade, we're becoming the clay
we muddied up our hands with everyday.
put on a smile and walk outside and make it okay
consider it a blessing if i make it to May
cement trails to wander through in personal time
live or die? sometime soon enough i'll learn to decide
tonight we're something different. something static, alive
tomorrow's like a thought that slipped your mind. let it ride
let it writhe. cliffside to punctuate the divide
between myself and others who commemorate rhyme
soil and tide, shifting sides, subterranean, fine
i'd kill myself this instant to spare all of your lives
open palm, pale thighs like suns refusing to shine
bring a tear to my eye. laughing while i'm watching you cry
bitter wine. lemon lime. sprite and syrup and smoke
microbial, the misanthrope in search of a host
i'm measured by how many numbers yearly i gross
but the times i'm most secure is when i miss you the most.
leather seats and linen sheets and butter and toast
strung out the perfect broken soul, arpeggio notes
i've never finished anything i've started from scratch
nails digging til the warmth begins to pool on my back.
relax, the villain tells the victim, then he attacks
a man against himself against the world. you do the math.



dead man