But your echo frightens My confusion, it heightens Malice croons its faces To the tune of righteousness
By jake cabout a year ago in Poets
Virtues of lust form in the lobby Exhaust pipes wail TO leave them be Alone with their devices
Solace barks out your frozen window begging to be let go oscillating to another restless tune behind walls of ignorant callousness
Were all wondering When youll write your book But your so distracted With your visions of the crook He delights you with his stories
Thumbing through the dust deep mailbox Waiting for new life to appear In the freeze-dried fear Your belly topped cat rocks
The charisma company steers The ferry toward the dock But we seem to have hit a rock “Slide over fools I’ll have better luck”
With nonsense dignity Fire breath at sunset Spitting up Tried lies all wet In a derelict hamlet,
The crashing of the wall Knocks sense out them all As they toss the rag doll That is youre empty soul
Time, its restless skip With a chip on her shoulder "Why are you so vague, I need an answer Please dont make me beg
The condescending neurotics With theyre bathrobe in a twist And world all squished The false idols have now Sold out to the cash cow
Preaching from the choir But you cant get any higher It must be The boss Soldiers scream In a bellhops dream Dont fight my drawl
Nowhere to hide The crowded shores of opportunity And a tidal wave of fear Try to move inland But find they are not welcome here
