*Had I the heavens’ embroidered cloths,
Enwrought with golden and silver light,
The blue and the dim and the dark cloths
Of night and light and the half light,
I would spread the cloths under your feet:
But I, being poor, have only my dreams;
I have spread my dreams under your feet;
Tread softly because you tread on my dreams.* -W.B Yeats
I can’t focus
On a goddamn thing
I can’t think long enough to write
And so I sing
Can’t home in on
Anything at all
Can’t stay off my phone
So I’d better stay home
And let this nervous hammer fall
And the burst seams
Are barely
Held together by old punk songs
And memories (x2)
In His record
Of all awful things
I know I’m
Still classified
My story brings
Absolutely nothing
In the way of instruction
I’ve done
Doodley squat
In the way of function
Just focused on form
So now I’m pretty
But truth be told:
I’ve got no substance in me
And the burst seams
Are barely
Held together by old punk songs
And memories (x2)
Low enough to see how shallow I really am
Vain to my marrow I can’t even pretend
That all I want
Isn’t fame and admiration
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