08.15.2005 - lines
lines
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confusion confusion unsensible collusion
my living diffusion
of purpose and order - i need
some lines to write on
to keep myself straight
so i don't disperse too much
good stuff off the
margins of fate
or
spill any good food
off the edge of my plate
confusion - like doubt, but worse
a nausea of my spirit
an indistinct hurt - like pepper spray
blinds me
i stumble astray and i forgot
where i was going
anyway
get a job - have free time
get some money - beg for a dime
drink some coffee - eat some food
decisions decisions - what should i do?
confusion.