Shut up and shut in
Dust puppy in dust bin
Presumed here only by provenance
No substance, no confidence
Drinking thick gloss waste matter by the eyeful
Taste battered
Tastes bitter
Tasted better glitter in reception era
My out of town company used to be nearer
Inspiration from frustration, my ear mouths do not litter
New needs new, spirit havoc from cabin fever
Here I fear a fear no clearer than the black I disappear in
A sick puppy grows
Up to sick dog - knows
The medicine goes in being
More than I am until I am more than I am
I find some solace in the malice of those I meet
I find some solace under the yellow light of street
I don't mean to orbit danger like flies orbit meat
But the Earth is not my inheritance for I'm no longer of the meak
My only possessions of value are the words I think to speak
But I don't think before I speak
So my words are food I eat
Falling forward into fire, tight fists swirl the air higher
I wish upon a dead star that I'm the dealer not the buyer
What's this chill in the air?
A sick puppy grows
Up to sick dog - knows
The medicine goes in being
More than I am until I am more than I am