[Mr. J]

I drift in haze as all previous thoughts eclipse the day
the gymnast breaks concentration as time slips away.
Same shit, different day; leave every witness slain.
the point is given in vain...give that persistence away
send it with your pride off to where the winners hide
kisses from the lips of life, fare thee well, get it right.
get it on course, get inside, get it when the gitn is nice...
float away to a distant lie where all types of commitments die.
slip & slide. a different story for a different time.
the hands on the clock walk backwards, life of a distant mind
look at how commitment binds to persistence's height..
the ground is worse than the fall, Im cursing the hall
creating a diversion for yall, camped up internment with thought.
burning the ball of their heel, the stove isnt turning or off.
something is yearning to talk but thats absurd in this version of wall