Variant Vindication Ramblings
I'm no longer of whole worth---
tied to the back of an ass
and dragged through the dirt
You have all the answers
and a life's supply of happy endings
no questions left
and a paid vacation
Relying on imagination:
seeing you crawl
That look of horrification
was no justification
What is the matter?
--no consolation? (booby prize)
Hey, I realize---
you're getting old?
oh?
just tired then
with too many friends
Ya, right---
I believe you
Let me continue:
I'm lost
and not paid for
nothing left
but a locked door
Quick! Hit the floor (deck)
I never forget.
Surprise---
This is my destination
and without retaliation.
1989
tied to the back of an ass
and dragged through the dirt
You have all the answers
and a life's supply of happy endings
no questions left
and a paid vacation
Relying on imagination:
seeing you crawl
That look of horrification
was no justification
What is the matter?
--no consolation? (booby prize)
Hey, I realize---
you're getting old?
oh?
just tired then
with too many friends
Ya, right---
I believe you
Let me continue:
I'm lost
and not paid for
nothing left
but a locked door
Quick! Hit the floor (deck)
I never forget.
Surprise---
This is my destination
and without retaliation.
1989
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