from
Meteoronomy,
released December 1, 2015
I hate everyone I work with
I hate their scents
I hate their faces
I have friends in sinking places
They all have pentagrams for eyes
I hate how seeing seniors reminds me of my own mortality
There's a harsh AND dark reality in every infants cry
They will tell you life gets a little easier
Somewhere further down the line
You may find someone to love
You may get married
You may grow old
And eat at Denny's twice a day until you die.
I hate the people at the college
the fucking frats and their spring formals
the thought of being normal is not a thought I'll entertain
One day I'll share the story of a brave and noble comet
You turned the earth into an omelette when he landed on Oak Lane
I'm afraid of that moment in the future
When I finally lose any self-control
And the thoughts
And the impulses
I've tried so hard to hide
Will at last
Smash the Windows
in my skull
My internal monologue
Just rambles on and on
Like he's talking to somebody who gives a shit
the room is empty and candlelit
the nurse is desperate
Hallelujah!
Hallelujah!
It's just like the visions in my head
I dreamt them all up in a hospital bed