Wide Mouth

Life
You think you just know it all.
You’re frayed
As your concentration breaks.
Come down
Off this politician rage.
For now
Just think, just stink,
Just think, just stink of me.
It can be your way.
Write the book of life
I can be your way.
Is this arranged?
Is this right?
Is this the way that you come at me?
This is arranged. This is Deranged.
This is deranged. This isn’t right.
Why don’t you just think, just stink
Just think, just stink like me?
More have suffered.
War has suffered.
Whore of sufferage
More have fucked alone
It’s been years since I’ve
figured out,
I’ve seen you dead.
We died, reformed
Many resons why
Wished voices come true
Just for you, just for you
Life — you’re frayed —
come down — for now
For now