Slurred Emotions

a skaterthrough

4-10-09

He runs from the farms,
and away from the 'marms.
He passes on his guilt
to all that it's built.
He chases like a cow.
It's what he's learned as now.
He's nothing better spent
by his misfiring intents.

He skates through
         his life.

He fills his nouns with lies
and his verbs are alibis.
He smokes himself for free
vi-cari-
         -ari-ous-ly.
He lunges from thin air
as if authority
         was never there.
See into his mind;
he's aware he's not aware
         that they're there.

He skates through
         his life.
He's skating through
         his life...his life. A
                   passionate,
                   obstinate,
                   deregulated
                   self-regenerist.
                   The placement.
                   The peace coat.
                   The highly-layered shine
                   on his slightly tempered mind.
                   If he thought he did what was best,
                   he never did anything wrong.

He skates through...
a stake in the heart.
He skates throuh...
like fires without sparks.
He skates through...
old endings and new starts.
He skates through...
no one better to know...
no one better to know...
no one better knows...
like no one better know.