Roar
I hear a deafening roar
Train or waterfall
Or is it nothing, nothing at all
But nothingness taking its toll?
I really would like to go now I would
Deeper into the deepest of woods
Here at the clearing
They’re clearing everyone out
Killing each other
Over burial rights
Fossil fuels are up a point
Fossilization on the rise
Rapture forms like slobber
On the corner of the idiot’s mouth
True believers are placing their bets
At Off track betting windows
The rich have got the best seats
To watch the great spectacle
The poor are giving it up for their pleasure
As they wait to divvy the spoils
No meat tastes as sweet
As that of barbecued youth
The idiot is just foreplay
As they raise their spits with smoke and laughter
Cause he’s too dumb to be trained
Too dumb to know why he should kill
And for having baggy pants that
Always turn the other cheeks
They’re running him around in circles
He’s flubbing the National Anthem
They’ve put a sign on his forehead
Saying he’s a Supporter of Evil
Camus’s in the corner
spraypainting a love letter to god
Hamlet’s jerking off in the shadows
Didi and Gogo stubbornly press on.
The Creator is laughing his head off
At this Reality TV show called Free Will.
A child smashes his lego block creation
The walls deconstruct easily; DNA is slow
Population thinning again?
Paradise is as boring as a shiny plastic apple.
Thanny Toes is back on top
His shiny black boots all the rage
Everybody else is stuck in designer traffic
Thinking it’s some grand ole game
As if Democrats and Republicans
Were the only life forms on the planet.
The poets write nothing at all
Except pretty things to hang on walls
Lost in labyrinths of academia
Where everything is dead.
A gigantic tongue reaches o’er the ocean
Tiny virulent soldiers walk its gangplank
Eros is hanging from the trees
Blood streaming down like sap;
The wind is still born;
The fruit aint fruit no more;
I really would like to go now I would
Deeper into the deepest of woods
To see if the woods
Are still woods
The rain still rain.
Life still life.
Train or waterfall--the roar?
Within or without--the source?
Or is it nothing at all
But nothingness taking its toll.
Is it peace you want
Or just everything to cease?
A child lies face down on a trampoline
A big cat licking her ear.
Trying to drown the sound.
Trying to dream her way out.
Dreaming it all.
Still.
I hear a deafening roar
Train or waterfall
Or is it nothing, nothing at all
But nothingness taking its toll?
I really would like to go now I would
Deeper into the deepest of woods
Here at the clearing
They’re clearing everyone out
Killing each other
Over burial rights
Fossil fuels are up a point
Fossilization on the rise
Rapture forms like slobber
On the corner of the idiot’s mouth
True believers are placing their bets
At Off track betting windows
The rich have got the best seats
To watch the great spectacle
The poor are giving it up for their pleasure
As they wait to divvy the spoils
No meat tastes as sweet
As that of barbecued youth
The idiot is just foreplay
As they raise their spits with smoke and laughter
Cause he’s too dumb to be trained
Too dumb to know why he should kill
And for having baggy pants that
Always turn the other cheeks
They’re running him around in circles
He’s flubbing the National Anthem
They’ve put a sign on his forehead
Saying he’s a Supporter of Evil
Camus’s in the corner
spraypainting a love letter to god
Hamlet’s jerking off in the shadows
Didi and Gogo stubbornly press on.
The Creator is laughing his head off
At this Reality TV show called Free Will.
A child smashes his lego block creation
The walls deconstruct easily; DNA is slow
Population thinning again?
Paradise is as boring as a shiny plastic apple.
Thanny Toes is back on top
His shiny black boots all the rage
Everybody else is stuck in designer traffic
Thinking it’s some grand ole game
As if Democrats and Republicans
Were the only life forms on the planet.
The poets write nothing at all
Except pretty things to hang on walls
Lost in labyrinths of academia
Where everything is dead.
A gigantic tongue reaches o’er the ocean
Tiny virulent soldiers walk its gangplank
Eros is hanging from the trees
Blood streaming down like sap;
The wind is still born;
The fruit aint fruit no more;
I really would like to go now I would
Deeper into the deepest of woods
To see if the woods
Are still woods
The rain still rain.
Life still life.
Train or waterfall--the roar?
Within or without--the source?
Or is it nothing at all
But nothingness taking its toll.
Is it peace you want
Or just everything to cease?
A child lies face down on a trampoline
A big cat licking her ear.
Trying to drown the sound.
Trying to dream her way out.
Dreaming it all.
Still.
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