When the couch captures you... |
I am due for a great day I say to a man with no umbrella on a rainy afternoon Where do I cash my ticket? He points to the line and doesn’t look up That line looks kind of long…. I don’t wait on long lines Not even during no tax week Thanks anyway I’ll just stay here in my cloud With my feather blanket Sleeping Forgetting my dreams What great steps could possibly be beyond the foot of my bed ………And the letters pile up You will never realize the resources I've consumed to deliver myself to you The more I realize everything is connected the farther apart I see These little instances that everyone else seems to enjoy As the vegetables speed by with shopping bags The cows graze by with ketchup parenthesis The red goats trotting along consuming tin cans The flamingos bend over to pick up canary diamonds Plastic marionettes feeding dead anorexics maple syrup intravenously, they’d both rather be dancing The daisies lay alive on the brown grass With their roots ripped from the ground Doesn’t anyone else notice? Does the food taste that good? Vegans eat alone Did you read all the answers? Does that outfit restrict your perspective to only your own reflection? What would Mr. Jesus do? I don’t know him personally I never cared about strangers And I never believe what people’s friends say about them after they leave Take your little bracelets and try wearing them as a necklace What kind of people obsess over strangers and things they have never seen Everyone changes Everyone is unpredictable I am disappointed everyday but never has anyone surprised me I’m not angry at you anymore A butterfly was once a fat caterpillar Grounded Eating For weeks and weeks It spun itself wings Then only lived to fly a few days I look up into the sky The single engine cessna is circling my garden of secrets Dropping matches on my mistakes Marked by little circles of blood That pilot has good aim Maybe one day that damn thing will land and light my cigarette |