i wasn't doing
too
bad
until the birds shit on me
i was warned
but i laughed in the face of the young sage
i have to make my own mistakes i guess
and then i got real mad
it seems like there's always one person i'm constantly mad at
and i didn't think it was so
i thought i was past that
i'm just canning my wares again i guess
the night was full of signs
beacons of reality
and my mind
so focused
or so i thought
melted down
washed of vibrancy
claiming to be something i'm not i guess
no time for bird droppings
i'll wash my hair when i get home
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