You can ask a million times
They’ll say “okay”
But it never gets done
Disrespect the considerations
Burn the grass drink your life away
Leave the air filled with
Their audacities
Behavior that is begging for
Cremation or non existence
Nothing left to live for or
Care about so the neighbors
Just continue on this way
How can you care when
You have so little to be concerned about?
I’m the anomaly in the equation
Close my eyes play the guitar
Sing myself to sleep
Maybe ask the moon
If he has any secrets to keep
Let my voice shake
Let the worst melt through
Into the cracks between
The bed and the wall
One more time we can
Collect all the memories and
Stuff them into a tin can
Give it a kick and see
Where it lands
Happy tears
Tired years and an answer
At the end of the hall
Glowing wonder
Ask a favor
Hope the better end
Works its way up
To the surface
© GÄ
Poétique 