of all of man’s inventions nothing is more meaningless than words

          (“Meaningless! Meaningless!”   says the teacher.

          “Utterly meaningless! Everything is meaningless.”- Ecclesiastes 1:1)

 

the forest green and ocean blue

have told me that i am untrue

to nature and her sacred ways

when on the dark streets of decay

 

but i don’t care, don’t give a shit

i light a smoke and take a hit

sip my whiskey, schnapps and beer

go fuck yourself if that’s not clear

 

her name was suzie, maybe kate

so many nights i alternate

but then they ask about my flask

in ignorance take me to task

 

it’s not my fault they haven’t read

the words i’ve taken to my bed

don’t care enough to even try

no clarify will satisfy

 

not even waves crash with purpose

there is no me, no you, no us

what you perceive is in deceive

no mortal mind can quite perceive

 

no memory is ever true

your thoughts will only misconstrue

what is, what was, what may well be

your mind can only disagree

with what we call reality

 

that is just the way it functions

only is it a malfunction

when what you want you pass as truth

fuck this shit where’s my vermouth?

 

these days i find i barely write

i drink and smoke what i can light

nothing is real, do as you feel

no higher court will hear appeals

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