Going "Home Without" Food

Going "Home Without" Food

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All thee expanded times, I'm broken

Lost in the puddles of darkness, shooken

I'm a little broke man, crying

Held on to all my hopes

But obviously not tight enough

I can merely see the world change

Even though this is the future

And as the grains of crashing tides

Melt into another frame

I can leave and not be missed here

Ev'ry one I know has real jobs

And girlfriends

"All that jazz"

The cracks of splitting me up

Divide too much

To even keep up with

But how can daylight

Catch up with me

When I gotta sleep my other

Selves off?

With nobody to tell me to be myself

I guess I can go off

And never stop

But when my sandwiches leek mayonnaise

What will drops of "Best Foods" taste like

To my cat

When she wants some piece of my

Tuna sandwich?

Have a hammer

Have a blade

Have not a fear

"I'm not O.K."

So when this embellished world

Drops down to "cut the cord"

Strike me a match

And I'll find myself

Awake

'Til I have to tell my girl

__I'm hard

Bricks of fire stand in it's place

Without her

The smoke replaces

The smell between her legs

"Is that so wrong?"

I guess so

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05-26-'08 #1

D. L. Cannon