tell me a tale of twisted images careening around borders that separate the value of situations warranting a more readied response

complacent eyes search for immediacy in a time warped world of come fast or forget me it’s the demands you continue to make in barrel chested pants out of the amount of crazy attitudes i bent and broke nothing i can hope to repair in this lifetime of killing

give me what you want

i can’t listen anymore

you’ve deafened me with defensive dreams of demand

accept me

for who i am

stop