there's an old man on a city bus holding a candy cane and it isn't even
christmas he sees a note in the obituary that his last friend has died
there's an inflant clinging to his overweight mother in the cold as they
go to shop for cigarettes as the spends her last dollar on a bottle of
vodka for tonight and i guess it struck a nerve like i had to squint my
eyes you can never get outof the line of sight like a barren winter dayor
a patch of unburned green like a tragic real dream i guess it struck a
nerve every day i wanderin negative disposition as i'm bombarded by
superlatives that i am not alone introverted i look to tomorrow for
salvation but i'm thinking altruistcally and a wave of overwhelming doubt
turns me to stone and i guess it thought my heart we just haven't got time
to crack the maze like a magic speeding clock or a cancer in our cells a
collision in the dark i guess it struck a nerve i try to close my eyes
but i cannot ignore the stimuli if theres a purpose for us all it remains a
secret to me don't ask me to justify my life
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