sprawls cold and naked ahead/
6.30 wake up call/
i self eject like toasted bread from the bed/
sidle sideways to the left/
dreams dreamt/
now sadly swiftly disconnect/
i wind up into the getting-it-together routine/
wash face, long held power piss, baby bum clean/
i invision that today/
i want for something meaningful/
four hours later plan goes quite askew/
i’m heading to town to look around the nothing new shopping run/
a leaden frown hastily develops/
as i drown in the youthfulness of the swarm/
the untruthfulness of it all envelopes/
i’m destined like all the others to regularly draw myself away from evilness/
many outskirts fulfill the need to flirt with the seduction of plastic purchases/
the drastic cursory nature of the consumer puma/
unscrupulous in its stalking/
looming ready to pounce/
‘i need to get my ounce of the pie/
will i ever rid myself of this mantra before i die/
tears of money rain from palm to palm trying to cleanse/
and assist us to feel whole/
but on the whole a hole/
an emptiness/
is left/
what i consume leaves me bereft/
a state of real undress/
is what we need/
One love like Marley sang/
is what my mind bleeds/
6.30 wake up call/
i self eject like toasted bread from the bed/
sidle sideways to the left/
dreams dreamt/
now sadly swiftly disconnect/
i wind up into the getting-it-together routine/
wash face, long held power piss, baby bum clean/
i invision that today/
i want for something meaningful/
four hours later plan goes quite askew/
i’m heading to town to look around the nothing new shopping run/
a leaden frown hastily develops/
as i drown in the youthfulness of the swarm/
the untruthfulness of it all envelopes/
i’m destined like all the others to regularly draw myself away from evilness/
many outskirts fulfill the need to flirt with the seduction of plastic purchases/
the drastic cursory nature of the consumer puma/
unscrupulous in its stalking/
looming ready to pounce/
‘i need to get my ounce of the pie/
will i ever rid myself of this mantra before i die/
tears of money rain from palm to palm trying to cleanse/
and assist us to feel whole/
but on the whole a hole/
an emptiness/
is left/
what i consume leaves me bereft/
a state of real undress/
is what we need/
One love like Marley sang/
is what my mind bleeds/