And Time is a mug
Woke up the wrong side
And lost sight of the love
Feel the fear in my chest
It’s all tight as a glove
I’m all high as above
Any wires that rust
An empire of dirt
That never tires of such
Close as fire to hearth
I am to her
Her being
Pure being
World-bringer of meaning
Lioness clutch
Miles I searched
Found you right where I was
This week we lost Margaurite LeMay
And Darcelle XV
Got me thinking, amongst other things
How you left the Queen for the Rose
Cos you sensed the vibes were similar
Back when drag was risqué
But not increasingly criminal
I’m not sure where these trends will lead
I see an undercurrent in what
Machines are recommending me
As the A.I. learns extremes
And human tendencies
We unlearning what centered means
But rev is steadily up
We maximum engaged, enraged
And endgame is looming
Bout to shred us like Renner, geez
Tasteless line but good outcome
Guess I could’ve swapped it
For something bout that Roots album
They been talking bout for years but
Who’s counting?
Okay this culture been a vice
That I indulged in
For an audience so small
You ain’t really closed in
I dream bout making something with no references
Why we pick these avatars
When consciousness connecting us?
Why we have our guards up
To the point our guards subjecting us?
This for the questioners
I’m preaching to the choir
Full of bullet-ridden messengers
While an AR-15 kills off
What natural selection missed
Deficits

And we burn like ships in the night whose pilots said sky’s the limit
We first utilize the fight or flight
But neither survived the cynic

We burn like ships in the night whose pilots said sky’s the limit
We first utilize the fight or flight
But neither survived the cynic

We burn like ships in the night whose pilots said sky’s the limit
We first utilize the fight or flight
But neither survived the cynic

We burn like ships in the night whose pilots said sky’s the limit
And if I don’t return
Send my love to those
Who requite the sentiment