2003-06-30 - 11:29 p.m.
"that's just the conundrum that is me."
she said and laughed out loud with glee
I said, "I'll leave it up to you"
she said, "don't count on me to do
anything in that regard
I told you that it's really hard
I don't do well at this at all
So take the risk, I'm worth the fall"
and so it is and on it goes
the game is wrought within the throes
of competition's daft intention
"excuse me, mother of invention
what's that about necessity?
I don't need you, you don't need me
so kiss my friendship ass," I think
and then I'm driven to the brink
of inner drives at hyper speeds
to re-evaluate my needs
to see beyond the longing deep
and find somewhere outside the heap
of bone thugs and their harmonies
and all the trite humanities
the race and all her vanities
a place to set this man at ease
could not reside in this rip tide
of energies and human pride
sucking under foaming sea
what the hell is wrong with me?
this strong desire from early on
this longing fire -- from dusk till dawn --
every time I fall into
this undertow with someone who
holds attraction to my taste
I have to turn before I waste,
before I burn with passion's haste,
before I melt into toothpaste
and she applies me to her brush
and swabs me on her teeth and such
and I help to fight her decay
until she rinses me away
and that's the reason I pick and choose 'em
if they're not in season I just lose 'em
get it while the gettin's good
unless my love's misunderstood
for something selfish, compromising,
ordinary, unsurprising
then it's time to hit the road
no time to play with your no load
if you had soul you'd be here still
meanwhile don't forget your fill
of all the wicked mindless fare
a terrible thing to waste, I sware!
I don't believe you thought you knew
the horrible suffering I went through
you'll know what it's like when you meet you
and see the awful things you do
accusing me of accusing you
with variations in the brew
I told you I got issues too
hey wait a minute, we're not through...
I've still got more to say, it's true!
Oh never mind. I'm over you.
Perhaps we can be friends now, yo?
The ten year plan is good to go.
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