Everything’s funny when I’m drunk
And when I’m in a room full of drunks
Everyone gets the joke
They all know what I’m laughing at
And I know what they’re laughing at
We’re laughing with and at eachother
If there’s one thing I’ve learned from drunkards
It’s to not take everything so seriously
Because everything is funny when we’re drunk
But it remains an endless schtick, routine, whatever
When we’re sober
The candlelight was cool and bright
It could only steal away from the eyes
We look away for seconds on end
But who can tell us why
The nerves just won’t let us go
The nerves shake us bone cold and dry
A glass of wine for health and luck
And numbed but even conversation
The shyest people in the world will always speak
Exactly what they mean in the long run
You offer up your respects
But your respects are as hollow as the tree on the hill
The etched markings of love of fleeting adolescence
On its trunk
That which can be stripped away
With three thrusts of the screwdriver
Effortless and fickle
But a mark remains
Hideously beautiful mark
Or is it I?
This screwdriver, buried so many times
Scars so deep that I must forever mistrust
A courteous whim from fellow man?
Am I at fault as I watch the field trip
Line up under stars
One Aristotle
The other Plato
I in between
The host laughing
Lacing a word ‘round an unwavering stance
The contrarian
The complex
Does it merely sag behind
Excess weight all along
Creatures of habit
Scurrying rabbits
Chew chew chew the bone
Bring it back home
Nails in the railway
Turning loose, slipping
Choo choo choo it goes
All the way home
I think I can I think I can
But I still can’t ever get out of this body
Until I die
And even then it might be too late
Too late for living
Too late for loving
So chug chug chug the bottle
Till it all feels better
Then feels even worse tomorrow
We all need poison sometimes
Sometimes all we need is poison
The retarded artist
No matter how far he got
He always felt like he was at square one
(howmanysquaresareinsquare1)
The idiot savant
No matter how much he grew to know
Still an idiot
Still a moron
Do you believe in miracles?
The only thing I can believe in is chance
And maybe art
(noteventhatmostofthetime)
Love?
Love?!
What love?
Kill Darwin
Kill Stalin
Kill science
Kill love
