Posted by Kilgore on 7/28/2002, 8:13 am Wires Ive created a better world But I cant sleep Everything brings its own splendor Age like love Im losing clumps of my hair There was a time Still My fingers reach for the bottle All trash like drunken dreams None of it knows hell, you decide I was a hero in a revolution Now I just have pockets full of dust
Magic
Majestic
Madness
Puzzles
Blocks
Mathematically intertwined
inside a locked box
Pieces
of nothing
everything
finally fitting
into place
they've passed through
all our chaos and disorder
from a homeless man
who wrote an evil poem
have no desire to eat
I need a fix,
it hurts inside
so beside this locked box I cry
and my own death no longer worries me
the total error of everything
is but a small part
of anything we've seen
is a hideous crime
deliberately wasting
all that survives
does anyone care?
A cop slows down
and fires his rifle
across a desolate road
when I would blindly climb
up a mountain
just to feel I was alive
feeding an ever closing
space
that asks only for
forgiveness
but causes disgrace
but find the pills
All of it works
And I know the gun is near
swim into a sewer
and fight for their needs
Im even alive
maybe Im not
not so long ago
I told the children
of a sweet dark calmness
and of gardens overgrown
but it use to be enough
What's happened to this world
does anybody know?
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