STRANGE NEW LIFE
I have a good job filled with cleaning up dogs blood. I’m just a child with proclivities toward positive thought. So many stars can’t be seen and are nameless. I’m not saying I’m blameless, but I try. I do try. I do try.
I ride my bike through the storm in the morning. The clouds are thick with the aimless kind of the future I want. A new machine has evolved to subdue me, it cries out just to use me, but I fight. Yeah, I fight. I will fight.
I love the funky flavor when I face my fears and peel back the derangements of reality. I can’t make up the normalness that never fails to amaze me how freaky strange the world can be.
I take vacations from dealing with demons. I don’t mind the work, but I’m lazy every chance that I get. Come with me down to carnival city. I may not be pretty, but I’m funny and fly. I can fly. I can fly. I can fly.
Pace yourself if you’re in for the long run, or muck it up cause chances are you’ll die anyway. Although, statistics say that you’ll wake in the morning. You should heed all the warnings, but still dance. Take a chance. Take a chance. Take ugh.
It’s about animals. This song is called Giraffe. Me and my friend Angel wrote it.
Every so often I wake up to find the air is still and the morning dust is thick. It’s filled with flakes of history, with all the particles of my past. It’s piles of skin and fingernail clippings and feelings of if only. It weighs me down so heavy it’s difficult to rise. I can’t easily wipe it off the counters when I’m through cooking eggs. I can’t simply stab and cut through it to glimpse the future.
if I use all of my strength to jump and dance and smile and throw myself against it, all the pieces of negativity will budge. If I push more, they will flip. They’ll turn just enough for me to see things another way. I’m no longer focused on the teeth of wolves. Instead, it’s the back of my neck that begins to spike with a fervor for what’s to come, the wonders I can build, the destiny I have the power to forge. I take control and choose positivity and happiness. I move forward, for this is my only life.
Every frame of the movie.
This is a day that I’ve never feared, and I don’t feel scared, but I sure feel weird.
I never walk alone and think of all the empty words, or wonder when the day will break or when the tides will turn.
Have convictions. Speak with conviction.
Do you know what today is?