Living Out My Childhood Dreams

This is more to me than you’d think it seems...

This is not some phase, and you should be thankful

that I take the time on that heavy brow

that is gazing dull

from two black hole shoots...

You may think I’m just up here steaming from an open vent,

living out my childhood dreams,

(as if that were some ill thing...)

sure there’s all that, but there’s more deep down

at the bursting core

that you’re blatantly disregarding...

Maybe you think that we’ve all gone

Freak Mode during a blackout,

exposing a world of woes

like a gang of shot up cowboys

dying in some hole of a forgotten bar,

the hot mess of our brains slithers out

the back of our sabatoged heads

onto the dirty linoleum down below us...

Give these words time before you turn shrieking down that alley!...

Let them germinate and detonate in the cerebellum,

and maybe something will

go off inside...(BING! BAM!)

I pray that you will soon see

that this isn’t just a game,

or only mindless blowing off of steam...

...Yes, I’m living out my childhood dreams,

trying to build better worlds

with each utterance of raw word...

...Hope this helps you to realize

That there’s more then what you know,

and much more then what you see...

Take a chance, we’ve room to grow!...

Black and white is not our color scheme!...

We are charging to a hidden groove

in the record,

like some engine gaining power...

We’ll be tearing down those tracks with force

’fore you know the day or hour,

and we’ll throw you for a loop too soon!...

...Better get on board our Terror Train!...

Yes it’s true, it takes a lot of fuel,

but with mad mavericks like us

we’ll knock out all competition...

All those sleepy-eyed elite...

Yes, they give us more ambition

to attack them in their sleep...

...Fuck them if they’d never listen...

We will answer what’s unsaid

in the recess of their squared heads...

We must follow the loose thread

down into the rabbit hole...

Edit#4

02-27-20

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