Today Is My Birthday

straight to the heart can't even dig a flying fart left open to blame through a forest of gloom better off cleaning your room to stay each heart is delicate ways you search for words in the middle my instant coffin came laughing bent to house every leave on the tree we all congregate on words that taste past the squeeky wheel love has claimed as no big deal through a port in the storm building bridges the thoughts of the master things that shine faster we collect the cup at each venture given some get lost in a prison not to think awful given bread of fascination now why I'm asking climb to the edge of the mountain swing high through each frequency softened with pale proof dignity my words are choiced my words start to mingle a chance to deliver just ask Oscar Gambel we fight to deliver in sunburned offer Today Is My Birthday write to be gentle write to be good write when you fall asleep down deep in the hood beaten memory to pause I'm 48 feel like Iv'e been out on some weird date pull the covers off my eyes come as no surprise listen to the applause to all hearers being clashed together sitting down by the river I salute the elderly I assist with the pain not having you in my arms is driving me insane