allone (usa) - work in lyrics
i won’t talk sh-t, though i prefer your minds to fertilize//
i’ve personalized this sermonized skirmish guide
to help you see by feeling words (like braille had cured the blind)//
bookworm-ish wordsmith, determined, spry//
certifiable porcupine with the weighty quills that i’m burdened by!
and a lurking pile of fecund thoughts and thirsty lines//
burning eyes, working ’til my circuits fry, servantile//
worried i won’t purify this world enough before i die!//
stress impossibly high, periodically i neurotically write//
insomnia style; all through the night, exotic colliding chaos in my mind//
oddities wild, solemn excited, deposit advice in the projects i type//
and i’m trying to make every song i devise a mnemonic device!
in “all’s” best hopes: when i’m bald and old//
i’ll be paul edgecomb, as you’ll find that i’ll live much longer//
and a coffee’s “spark” prompts every tall tale told in your headphones proper//
i make progress but i get no farther (penrose walker)
bell tolls: telemarketing, h-ll froze: hollering, death’s cold calling//
and i just won’t bother with it, bless rosewater!
dead broke author. spent the whole vault on an old pipe dream exhausted//
nearly blew a gasket, finding a fallow faucet!//
walking on eggsh-lls, no plan is hatching//
so i’m doggedly after that mechanical rabbit//
and my work is -n-logous to that of natalie babbit’s//
(when my plan might “spring” and immortalize me as in tuck everlasting!)
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