i dont understand the clutter phrases and notes
that make up your mind and why those sad words that you choke back in your throat
dont take precedent over actions
your day to day routine seems like an easily configured route, a line in the sand that i dont want to know about
because you are so fickle and so vulnerable that i will never understand
and i know that i am bitter, but my thoughts make more sense
and your pathetic mind cradles no excuses, no past tense
to those sad sorry fads that you conform to
and that just makes you more alone and more separated
and im not sorry for you
and there is nothing inside your bones
i wish that the world would open up and dissolve
and i'd have the guts to pull that revolver on your empty mind
give myself a little rest from your lonely, bleak nothingness
and i am alone, but you are abandoned
Poet Douglas Kearney and composer/producer/drummer Val Jeanty link up for a a compelling LP that feels like the written word come to life. Bandcamp New & Notable Mar 30, 2021