My good friend will also opine to us all on the greatness of life's lesser known deities. Every day he tries to learn something new about the esoteric. Such disgust practice! Yet I too engage in awful habits of sleeping with the past every night going back in time in my dreams. We need new things that would fit in so well with the past cause anachronism is the new black and cliche show kids own the night!
Fold your arms after applauding the poet boy! How we can look so pious as the laughter dies down? So swoon cynic, we ate this shit just for you to nod your head and think how right you are, how right you are! When you were so busy dotting "i's" and crossing "t's" we were passing out while you were passing out the rules and now you sit atop your castles laughing at us fools, "sharp dressed kids own the night but we own your 9 to 5's don't you forget!"
Her hair sticking together from the vomit coming out of her mouth. You told me we are made out of the same shit stars are made out of and I just shook my head and laughed cause we're more dead than those stars are creeping like corpses between jobs and commercial breaks. Tell me the music makers and artists are your kings well go ahead and try to serve two masters claiming you own the night before your head hits the concrete.
Some of us age better than others. Some of us make better wages than others. Some of us will forever be looking back... it's always better when you weren't really there and who cares if we own the night seems right, most of the world is sleeping on us anyway.
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