Real As Me
A corner has been turned
A chapter has been burned
A stipend has been earned —
Was it by me?
You can’t unearth a friend
If he’s stuck in the deep end
And he sure as hell cannot pretend
He’s free
Someday, you'll be as real as me
Look in the beggars mind
And here is what you’ll find
A sunrise that once shined
Now cold and gray
In crocodile remorse,
Wives file for divorce
Then send their husbands through
the bootcamp course, so gay
Someday, they’ll all be real as me
Real though I may be,
I’m just a totem pole
A wooden icon, disengaged
From body and from soul
Take your protein straight
No dispensaries of hate
Those confined must separate
Their rooms so deep
While down here in the maze,
With the labyrinth of your gaze,
I wander hungry as you smolder in ashtrays
Then sleep
Someday love, you’ll be
As real as me
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