Abandoner

What a waste of time
keeping our heads high and dry
Outside; the actions there.
Running from our guides
Mandatory recourse
at its finest line.
They’ve got you there.
Straying far too close to home
Leaning on the leaners hunting
arts and crafts go rogue.
Something’s gotta give so they can blame
Delinquencies are overdue
so they pay.
Thieving all the ways we’ve got to live
make it mine, make it mine
Believing anecdotes to make them wince
I’m keeping mine, I’m keeping mine
Fearing all the while
protecting all the shoulders
chipped and tapped and bawled upon
Seething at the mouth
Vulgarities are comedic
bursts of words
say them now
Straying far too close to home
Leaning on the leaners hunting
arts and crafts go rogue.
Something’s gotta give so they can blame
Delinquencies are overdue
so they pay.
And all the times we break down to the core
all while keeping ourselves to highest ground
pinning lonely numbers to the wall
always keeping ourselves to highest ground.