Mortaljive: The Rest is Silence

There is no still point in all the Universe, and that is the rock upon which I stand

Friday, August 16, 2013

Five years out


where are you, five years out
five years out
investors crying
where will you, five years out
five years out
continue lying

your face is made of cells
the book of kells
and broken vessels
your skin is wrinkled sin
you shed it just like a snake
for heaven's sake

what is the point of a commercial?
what is the point of everything?
sex, then the kids, then the trip to europe
then home to climb into the grave
bravo--the reviews are mostly rave!
you break down into the ground
at last a friend who won't let you down

you do not exist without a twist
in that what animates you, you have no clue
you think you live behind your eyes
but you cannot get out
five years out
investors crying
 and no denying

everything you see
is just like you and me

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