Approaching deadline for suspension into the middle of the air. Hands thrown up in dismay like someone trying to teach a bird how to fly. The bird learns of course and much better and more efficient than the man who is left behind on the ground.
Left the door unlocked. Hope no one tries to break in. Knock on wood. Shot of whiskey, the hair of the dog, I'll be living free in a cramped studio rather than the assembly line, shame shuffle across the courtyard and directly into prison. Someone owns each prison and operates a business out from underneath. Make phat grooves. Make the cut. Your children will thank you.
Count your blessings and stack them into convenient piles. Catalog into wallets of various shapes. Buy one to keep the system rolling on like the tidal wave it is. One big enough to wash over the entire earth and leave a film of slime in its wake. It keeps circling and is strong enough to wipe over every space of land. The vast uninhabited plains of old west. When the watch. When reality kicks in. When the girls leave suddenly and i realize more than ever that I could care less for them. Burning a table with a lighter beneath. Same dude complains about same roommate. Clean freak. I try to interject and say that being a clean freak is not a terrible thing. Not life affirming or life ending. Simply there. Helpful really. Keep organized. They smoke cigarettes. I contradict myself on purpose. Listen to groovy beats. Billie Holiday. Know a thing or too. It is good to be cultured and smart in this environment.
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Psychotic break. Don't you ever forget. There is one life for each of us. Compile and store. Create and destroy in order to change. Replace and recover. Do all of the things they told you not to. Never grow up from your rebellious stage. Your life fulfillment, dream the big dream mentality! Why would you want to end up a mindless and unconditioned speck. (The natural knack vs the forced creativity). Big things coming to all of us at different times. You can be a failure and then you can be a failure again but you can never be a failure forever. It is in your hands to get back up. Quit your bitchin and make it happen the quick rise to success inside the heart. Making an impact and actually speaking to the cause but without preaching. Fuck it. You kids out there. Breaking mothers and each others hearts. Stop killing each other in your cheap first cars. Stop becoming a statistic. One by one. Like lemmings. I could dream up any fucked up scenario involving the consumption and the decision and it would most likely be true. Down to the last gruesome detail. A decapitation of spirit perhaps. Disperse the spirits.
