2001 a cosmic absurdity Chimp tested and approved The new rage groove Get on board with the new attitude Mind the land mines so as to not be rude Fire comes from defiant gods Pay no concern for evening odds A new age slowly dawns While we rabble about what will be gone Sorry my Dave I can't complete your request I want you to know I gave it my best Do not feel frightened by what you repress And share with me in what we express
I'll Never Learn Opportunity is never a given It is a gamble every time But life is not worth livin' If I risk nothing that is mine We gamblers fall prey to fallacy Seeking return on sunk cost But I never solved the strategy To stop wagers, accumulating loss I guess I simply cannot learn I may regret, but lack remorse Though my rolls net me no return I keep on testing my luck, of course
If I wanted you to feel something...
It would be angry
-
If I wanted you to learn something...
It would be to forgive
-
If I wanted you to know something...
It would be that we are equals
-
Because...
Now I love myself...
more than I love you
This poem is not a fire
-
Though my mouth is lit with famished phrase.
As ashes, words would rather soot than praise.
This poem is not a fire.
Though the letters leak, filled with fuel.
My tongue 'tis clumsy, and art is so cruel.
This poem is not a fire.
Seek ye here not for any warmth.
Like orange, no other word rhymes with warmth.
2001 a cosmic absurdity Chimp tested and approved The new rage groove Get on board with the new attitude Mind the land mines so as to not be rude Fire comes from defiant gods Pay no concern for evening odds A new age slowly dawns While we rabble about what will be gone Sorry my Dave I can't complete your request I want you to know I gave it my best Do not feel frightened by what you repress And share with me in what we express
I'll Never Learn Opportunity is never a given It is a gamble every time But life is not worth livin' If I risk nothing that is mine We gamblers fall prey to fallacy Seeking return on sunk cost But I never solved the strategy To stop wagers, accumulating loss I guess I simply cannot learn I may regret, but lack remorse Though my rolls net me no return I keep on testing my luck, of course
If I wanted you to feel something...
It would be angry
-
If I wanted you to learn something...
It would be to forgive
-
If I wanted you to know something...
It would be that we are equals
-
Because...
Now I love myself...
more than I love you
This poem is not a fire
-
Though my mouth is lit with famished phrase.
As ashes, words would rather soot than praise.
This poem is not a fire.
Though the letters leak, filled with fuel.
My tongue 'tis clumsy, and art is so cruel.
This poem is not a fire.
Seek ye here not for any warmth.
Like orange, no other word rhymes with warmth.