waking down from dreaming
waking down from dreaming
by Wolfgang Nibori
your electric drill saw whining
spearmint tinted breath that always flows
bent the hands of time
into the shape of your cheap brass heart
think backwards just a minute
maybe you know how we got this lost?
try to hop back through the past while looking forward
i heard raccoons will chew their leg off in the trap
that’s a pinch of what i’m going through
yet even when it’s my desire i cannot blame you
some people found me screaming
i thought only i could hear
now i’m on this stump and wondering
are we in case of emergency, yeah?
is this the time to break the glass?
my hair hurts from the pulling as i try to twist
a little sense into my throbbing head
yet i got to keep on pushing
cause no matter what i do, like anyone
i’ll leave my mistakes behind when i’m dead
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