inertia

PART I

Did you know that I am kind of good at math?

I beg my former teachers to spare me!

I know that seven plus ten, is seventeen.

Subtracting zero

Is seventeen again

Like Cat and Gene...

But that is not all that I know!

See, I know that the sun only sets so the moon can have its shine

Gas prices are soaring while the ice caps are melting

And very few dinosaurs likely lived to see the meteor showers

Some say money makes the world go round’, yet I thought it was inertia and the Sun’s gravitational pull?

The highs, they come and go.

I am hoping soon

That I can make them stay

But until then maybe I’ll go

Back to school

Part II

The highs, they come and go.

And every trip is the best trip

As I stare down beneath me

It is the ground in which I escape

Rusty concretes of reality

In exchange for a crystal paradise

Suddenly the concrete is much nicer and neater

I think it may have even sprout a rose

Or maybe it was a mushroom?

At least that’s what I told Alice in Wonderland…

My beautiful chemical romance

A sensationally-notorious affair

With only one end in sight

PART III

How are the highs

As they come and go?

Surely, like me

You hate how they fade

How can I make time sit still?

When the tides won’t stop moving?

And who even am I anyways?

No painter, no Picasso for sure

Ink to paper, every word comes alive

The uppermost contaminated region of my mind

Rest In Peace, James Baldwin