HARDCORE PUNKTUATION - PUNK ROCK ART SHOW #1

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seriously, fuck the time...

i have a deadline and i hate it
i hate the constraints
i guess i do feel something
inspiration?
some thing like it
the fly of every night
flies around the lonely bulb casing
never gets anywhere
i wonder how
the dead ones
get inside
i usually catch them
set them out
free
into the bitter cold night
they fly right back in
i got a little this weekend
not what you'd think
and i sink right back down
and my friends ask for help
and they might as well
be asking god
or the wall
or a mute animal
i never know why
i just do
close to some thing
maybe almost zen
but that's too confined
not for me
it's not for me
line after line
i signed in again
fucking air conditioned nightmare
i'll go have my own
after one more smoke
Mr. Miller,
come meet me
in my dreams
tell me
an abstract hint
what to do
where to go
or maybe
you already have
i missed my friends band
again
tonight
fucking deadlines
dead
lines
might find hope
tomorrow
stay constructive
negative in positivity
i used to sing about that shit
i still love love it

one more smoke
then off to nightmares
Mr. Miller,
you can be my god right now
nothing nowhere
and going fast

i'll try and not repeat
myself
no re-runs
no syndication
no validation
no redemption
no remorse

break down these fuckers
i'll scream it in your face...

the time doesn't matter...

She asked me how i felt and i didn't want to talk about it
she went to bed and i went further into my own ambivalence
she gets to sleep and i get sentenced solitary confinement
i go to relieve constipated frustration express excrement
the cat's sitting in the sink
some find warm and cold as comfort
no one ever sees far past the other
no one ever lives to love their own lover
no one ever cares to find something better
it's easier to stay than to go and find forever