Trees just unfinished stilts
The world tilts
All tops turvy
It unnerves me
To be so high
And yet my lips wet
For another twisted mint cigarette
And I cant repent
For time spent fucked up.
Somewhere in another chair
Far away from here is there
And the me that wondered patiently
Is the same now. Pacing methodically.
And all these words fall from me
To thee
Apples from Newtons tree
But not as healthy
Just the pointless deranged ranting of a loser
Abusing the time granted to plant seeds
In hopes they may grow.
Trees just unfinished stilts
The world tilts
All tops turvy
It unnerves me
To be so high
And yet my lips wet
For another twisted mint cigarette
And I cant repent
For time spent fucked up.
Somewhere in another chair
Far away from here is there
And the me that wondered patiently
Is the same now. Pacing methodically.
And all these words fall from me
To thee
Apples from Newtons tree
But not as healthy
Just the pointless deranged ranting of a loser
Abusing the time granted to plant seeds
In hopes they may grow.
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