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I’ll read your books
Bubble in the definite answer
Making my marks heavy and dark.
Making my marks heavy and dark.
Avoid that dreaded red X
If it means getting out of here
Before your eyes light up with success
Don’t think for a second
this is a wholehearted endeavor.
Going through your motions is but a necessary nuisance.
Don’t give me some tassel on the cap of my blue uniform
to convince me it’s something it isn’t.
Call me out on my laziness? Ha! –
I wish to call you out on your naiveté
I have all the energy, the enthusiasm, in the world.
Would you devote your most precious gold,
Your every sparkling gem
To the creation of a hideous gargoyle
painful to the eyes of customers?
Ponder that –
you’re financially ingenious
Nor will I expend my naturally abundant-
yet unnaturally suppressed –
Joy, ecstasy, excitement
On a life painful to my own target market:
Myself.
If you only knew how my soul can dance
Pupils the size of Saturn
Sparkling like the stars
The rings around them thin slivers of Earth’s brown
If you only knew the cause of this hysterical laughter
As I travel through the Land of Wherever,
Swimming in Lost and Loving It Lake
I’m laughing at you
Your eyes squinting, looking at a map.
Trying to distinguish which road will take you
to this elusive place of which you all speak.
They all look the same.
What do you see in these eyes of mine?
The circles are heavy and dark.
The circles are heavy and dark.
Just like you said.
I see the real questions, and suddenly the right answers
don’t seem so important.
