Say, what?! What are we here to do?
Say, what?! Where would we even go?
Don't say your shit, don't want you to
Stay silent, in my head. You! All I know.
As fall anew begins,
And lies that bidirectionally
On the broken ground spin in
Your askance gaze, oh so correctional!
My world is sorrow minus tears plus rage,
Warped mirrors that reflect the spring.
I am punching to next fucking page
To find it. Only yellow leaves it brings,
And freezing cold of being right.
The paralyzing dread of seeing straight.
Realization that it might, just might
Be awfully, unambiguously way too late!
Say what?! From horse's so sarcastic mouth.
Say what?! Satire turns to darkness and disgust.
Don't speak, don't breathe, consider all your fouls!
And turn time back again. Done. Bust!
