Due to the graphic nature
of the display that we put on
I advise all would-be entertainers
to drop the show, and flee town.
To remedy the distortion,
I have but three words
"cover your ears"
This is my circus...
my big tent, my sideshow
this is everything I need
to understand
the ill fated human condition...
It's that hazy time between
mid afternoon and darkness
and I'm watching the soap opera
for the white trash, middle class
american wanna-be superstar-
the things society creates...
and everything is okay
I break another string-
and hear wood creak in protest
as I try so hard
not to be angry about you...
It's so easy to damage
a tune, for the sake of
my aggression...
and everything is okay
here I am,
alone again on a friday-
I love animosity...
I love both sides of this affair...
and all the possibilities
and outcomes of this equation...
due to the graphic nature
of the things you are
about to say, about to do...
I advise you warn me first
or the end of this may still
surprise us both.
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