samchallenger

Throw the stones and collect the taxes
this isn't about mass appeal-it's a shredded thought

And right at the core lies the deepest ember to keep us at the edge of our seat
wanting more but never needing another THING

What was once kept hidden stays hidden until its down to bone and what was once hidden sometimes stays hidden when left all alone

Tommorow is the big parade
and the best are supposed to be up front
waving banners singing songs
and letting the colors parade themselves

Up on shelves in dirty corners
is the answer but never the truth
we've tendered the leaves and stroked the branches but never bothered to fuck with the roots.

I'll eat supper after lunch, after breakfast, after sleep.