Thursday, September 17, 2009

Jefferson County 'Justice-as-just-does' Center Anxiety; Tuesday Afternoon



Feeling nervous; kids in two
File this motion; Before the ship goes undertow

Knee-deep in madness
([and I] Can't begin the explanation)
Contributing to your sadness-
Sorry, but this victory will be mine 
(Again)

Children born from sticky situations 
of more than one kind
Lead so blindly by a father 
With no extra time

Ask you for a favor-
Your return is an excuse
You question my existence
Just know-
Through all the years - 
I've questioned yours, too.


You'll have to bow down
Suck it up

Pay what you owe;stop delivering blows


THAT shit - is over
That bridge has burnt
The ship  has sunk
From the holes  you punched through it
and now, 
you're sitting  in and sifting through the wet dirt
(Looking for your missing pieces?)
Wondering what went wrong?
For a lot of years, the lyrics have changed
But you've still played me the same song-




-Hit Pause.
I eject the disc
Oh, this was yours, too - 
Here-
You can have it;

It's your repetitive  injuries contained within another's voice; 
swapped for your own silence and swords
I always spoke my own mind 
And you could never understand
(Maybe I should've used smaller words)


So I tilt my glass to smell this wine
This toast - to life becoming good again- 
Is Mine. 
Remain the same, You always did.
Like a broken angel with no wings
Atop an ancient grave, sunlight  beams through shadows; 
casts upon you
Shine through you
and I see that you have stayed unchanged.
Now you're unchained, so , in your travels, good luck
And your girls, they really miss you  much.
Suppose we'll see where the tide lands...Suppose I'll be standing, pacing, screaming while a wait for  the tide to break...
Lessons learned the hard way,
You lost me, You had me, and you fucked up anyway.
Think about yourself
And your ways. 
I've always been the same, 
But you, may never change.

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