9/20/07
no more dress up
little growing cells change your mind
before you swim toward the fluorescent light
you know the grass is not so soft
molecules in the air just ain’t right
i know i don’t make good impressions
they wouldn’t let me on the ark
dressed up like a wild dog
was found out when i tried to bark
but now you’re here
and it doesn’t matter
my mind is clear
no more chatter
now i’m sitting in a chair with three legs
trying not to lean the wrong way
there was a time when left and right met middle
before black and white killed gray
and the wind flees with worried clouds
leaving nothing for the chimes
i try to give them my two cents
but it isn’t worth a dime
but now you’re here
and it doesn’t matter
my mind is clear
no more chatter