When times…
No
When it gets…
No
When it’s like…
No
When they say…
No
Just turn
Just go
Just leave
It makes no sense to stay
No sense
Go my way, away
Away
The shit already hit
None stuck
And I can’t say nothin’ more
Nothin’
And that’s for sure
I know I like the beach
And people with heart
Cars that run
Warm coats
Long walks alone
Mountain peaks
Vast plains of winter wheat
Antelope gamboling
I wish my dad were here
He used to help me
When I got tangled up
He ain’t around no more
My kids
No
No
That’s a tangle
I done left it behind
I don’t like liars
I don’t like puke
And I’m afraid a lot
So I hide
You won’t find me
But I’ll always find you
Should I need to
But I don’t
I do fine by mahself
Don’t want no TV cameras
I’m done with reporters
Clerics
Attorneys General
Judges
And law book confusion
You can bet a crime was done
Bet more that no one cares
Not unless they’re made to
How ya gonna make a man care
This be a dark world
Watch your step kids
Watch yer step
Me
I’ve made it this far
Only stepped on one kite
That was a bad day
Hey
Smile
Listen to the blue keys
Try to get sleep
And talk to God
Even if yer ass falls off
gishi bian
4:22 pm mst USA
12 October 2018
