When the church is empty and the graveyard full

what a difference a day makes?


upsdownstubulurswingleftturnrightand stop

breathe

and continue

lets make it more interesting now....what saves you is now the problem

the medicine becomes the disease pain becomes more than a feeling in senses and a ghost to believe in or not

is there another way to turn? cancerdiabetesdvtstrokes just casual conversation

talking of getting back, recovering, feeling as the few left after a violent storm, shaking the leaves from our hair looking round at the new light

it is always there just as it has to be...lets talk of entropy and push it away in safe distance, not flesh and bone but errosion of some distant shore

face it
breath it in
smile back and kick it in the nuts

is that all you can do? I've dreamt of you since before I could remember, you hold little but a weary feeling of deja vu now

no more of this
plain boring
im coming back and im choosing the game im putting on the records i want to hear and singing the words out loud enough of this waiting till tomorrow we all live and die in the same moment jump through the mirror see the wizard steal his clothes and crank it up to 11

fuck em if they can't take a joke