We Don'T Care If We Miss the Season Premier
we don't care if we miss the season premier
we are too busy giving in to giving in
the breeze in the darkness illuminates the equality
we are heroes to each others' sanity, and we maintain by letting go and being ourselves
i am the proud gun that you want to shoot all over you
you are the satisfied sensation that i want to shine a spotlight on
together we create a sound like a rimshot catching the spirit at its most holy
the season premier we can catch next week anyway
this moment in time we may never again recapture in the same way
after all the rewrites, the proofreading, the editing, and the reediting,
we take the almighty plunge and where we land is where we are at our most relaxed state
we take it all in and simply allow ourselves to just be free
no matter the level of desire to swoop up the remote control,
the deeper the depths, we say in our own silent way, to hell with tv
Copyright © Marty King | Year Posted 2015
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