Sipping on shitty tea/ sweetened without a lemon &
Eating a meaty meal you wouldn't feed to your beagle &
Reading on some remedial media featuring Jesus &
Feeling greedy for something to hold/ something old

I need to read a novella/ compel a fella to
elevate from a cell and get well away from a hell of pain
Sail away/ on a tide of vitally verdant/ internally burning
words that get turning/ learn to dispel the gray

The walls of my cell are falling for real
I'm crawling to the top of the hill/ with Alighieri
Carrying with me a Merriam's Dictionary-Thesaurus
And various books of western philosophy/ getting lost in these

Words/ and getting found again/ and beginning to spin
My own mythology/ if you follow me then you heard
How I've rewritten my own autobiography
An audiopsychologist rocking until I'm gone

Until they kill all the lights/ I'm gonna fight
Writing letters home on a metal desk in the heavy quiet
The elegant LMNOs and elemental inventions
of a man at the edge of a legend on instrumentals

Taking it day-to-day/ pray I don't fade away
The halogens that rattle me/ painting my battle gray
Always/ lying awake and night and day we escaping
Into the pages that shape our imagination and breaking away

Shaking my head/ quaky, aching in bed
Until I took a dip in an archaeology text
Open a paper sarcophagus and get lost in the foreign marks
On the ominous ark/ anonymous art

Holding my history glistening in my hand like an automatic
Til all of the static fall off a fallen planet
Rustle pages/ a hustle, shuffling cards/
As mathematics assemble to crumble stumbling blocks

Until they kill all the lights/ I'm gonna fight
Writing letters home on a metal desk in the heavy quiet
The elegant LMNOs and elemental inventions
of a man at the edge of a legend on instrumentals

Ain't incidental I need a pencil to blow/
Sickest sense of the flow/ through the fences I go
I need to dig on a classic and find some magic/
Lost in a thorny grove/ a story carried me home