THE OPEN MIC CYPHER

[Split]

Caffeine shakes, few too many coffee breaks.
Taxi cabs won't wait in fare weather, no sweat, wait,
In a figurative sense- since I'm actually dripping wet post-haste.
Tension, pressure, go to waste- stretched shade thin over scientist play sets.
Try forgetting the Zionist cadence. One, three, Jerusalem's the coup de complications.
Cue card abuse, too, I find nobody really knows the songs, just a general playlist.
Make music fretting, pulling strings taut over this hollow shell of a polygamist nation.
Taught not a soul can relate the past correct. I'm in love-sex with every nuance,
Adolescent habit, mad rabbits- conducive to drugs, perusing clues to which path is truth,
YOU MY BOY BLUE TIL I FOUND OUT YOU WAS FEMALE. Steve had to bail, tho.
Email can't stretch through your god damn window, salt and pepper are bad additives,
Caulk every stress fracture in this fecal foundation, better than safeness, no wait,
I'll huff paint with capes on, day and night man,till you fuck my Waitress.
Then all bets are off. Childhood changes. Coping mechanism, codeine and fucking faded-
In a state of numbness, kids, if ignorance is synthetic bliss I'm leaning like an outpatient-
Which imminent domain, faux emotional range and dysfunction y'all hoping to claim today?