I'm like friendship
because I'm half dead.
I'm like a drop of food coloring.
We're all seeing red.
Now I'm asleep,
but I've got the guts to admit it.
I know what fulling living is,
and I'm partially existing.
Now I'm alone.
I'm just alone.
Even if you do call me,
I won't pick up my phone.
My living situation's
looking pretty bare bones.
I spend my time considering
the validity of my old poems.
Don't look at me,
just look away.
You could ask me all your questions
but I won't find much to say.
I'm not old.
this is my birth day.
My story's not been told
because I started it today.
Listen to lies
and then speak the truth.
You don't need to be a freedom fighter
just to have proof
that the truth is beautiful
just the way it is.
I live in condescension of these fibs.
-or-
I've got a living contradiction in my ribs.
This is called my summer.
Also, "things fall apart."
It doesn't need an introduction
or a lead guitar.
I could feel it in my body
like you might feel your heart
and it's beating.
If I could say two words
that would live forever.
It's: authenticity
(and then I'd think of something clever)
I've been having trouble speaking lately
listen to my voice.
Luckily, we all have a choice.
Listen to lies
and then speak the truth.
You don't need to be a freedom fighter
just to have proof
that the truth is beautiful
just the way it is.
I live in condescension of these fibs.
-or-
I've got a living contradiction in my ribs.
We are lovers of the Truth.
And that gives us courage
because we know
We'll find a way to love you.
Some of us are young.
Others, alcoholics.
And we all know it matters what you call it.
Listen, I'm not feeling afraid.
I'm not afraid of clarity.
If anything I'm grateful when it comes.
But I haven't felt too clear,
and so I'm waiting with sincerity.