Tired and Waiting to Fly Away
Tired and writing, thoughts are viscous from the rain
The feeling of a sleepless night that's dreaming for a change
....Thoughts digress, time's a mess,
black waves caress the docks
Heavy clouds form in the sky, lightning strikes, and then it's gone
Yearning for something that only few have inspired
Strung out by the puppeteer, we dangle from It's wires
and it lets the fire build, which is kindled by the shaven lies,
Soldiers of the sun infiltrate, and then crack the ice
Expose the gold covered in grime
Peaks of the minds mountains carved out by the streams
Liquid D.M.T, colorful R.E.M. sleep
Bring forth divine clarity of the waters which we wade
Unknown spectrums in the shade, hidden by the fear of change
Extended arms, smiles wide, we consume the disguised pain
A Caucus race in a constant stumble jogging laps around the track
Smacked backwards by reality in a way that makes them laugh
A world plagued by confusion, where curiosity kills the cat
Packed up with catnip until that cat’s mind has turned black
A shackled dog with vengeance, this planted seed has grown
In a sandbox so large that from each side birds have flown
Both the question and answer reside six feet underground
The air we breath invades and stains our minds the color brown.
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