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DRUGS N SUCH
i find it a bit odd that
my mind, my thoughts are
the only ones on broadcast
meanwhile, the patrons in the bar
sit back slurping their potions
(a newbie pukes, i speak the truth)
between neck-bent laughs
slappin eachother's shoulderblades
while drooling over shrimp
stuttery mumbly commentaries..
a 'dead head' is on the menu
this isn't some random reference
to the hippie movement
matter a fact, the band in the venue
has not an avenue to explore
but exploit the boys
with background noise
i sit, twitching in every direction
what dares make manifest
a blessing from this lesson
deny the scene's seeming to
make an idol out of you
and cast their chants and ramblings
aside
loop, loop and enjoy your brew
make no credible mention
of the fleeting truth you peruse
Yeah, the ol plank out of
Yeah, the ol plank out of your eye before you take the speck out of someone else's... oblivious is the new way of life or death... keen observations you. Am see it all even with your eyes closed... yeah sin, rinse, repeat, Mybe one day they notice? Maybe they won't being different is one thing, knowing who you are is another which is a more powerful identity? The one you create, or the one that endures? The reflection of self or the actual self. Some deep and profound nooks and crannies in this expert observation. Hugss
Don't let any one shake your dream stars from your eyes, lest your soul Come away with them! -SS
"Well, it's love, but not as we know it."
Observatory
by golly, girl, you sure do cover a lot of ground with that little mind of yours in such brief space.
bananas are the perfect food
for prostitutes