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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