Saturday, 2 March 2019

word jam : outta their skulls


the people who taught me 
were outta their skulls 
off their trolleys 
n outta their skulls 

so what else have i done wrong ? 
I've failed repeatedly 
layabout , scrounger 

when do you ever 
do anything for anybody else ? 

why can't you go to work ?  

took me weeks 
to win back the trust of his wife 

n who's to say 
it wasnt a Shamanic experience 

usually I'm in love with one person 
and theres something incredibly lustful 
going on elsewhere 
that breaks my own heart 
i broke it myself
it breaks my heart
i broke it myself  

sounds like a whole ball 
of fur feathers and blood 
you know like when an animal gets a bone 
and chews thoughtfully
for a bit first 
before tearing into it 

and you sort of paw at it mindlessly 
before tearing off a chunk 
so you've got two animals chewing each other 
chewing slowly with starey eyes 

we made each other weightless
floating in space 
with no goal 
in an altered state
bouncing off each others hands 
a web of bubbles  
passing through each other like ghosts 

the people who taught me 
were outta their skulls 
off their trolleys 
n outta their skulls 




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