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April 02, 2011
Wasting time procrastinating
On infinite idealism, Inspiring
Perspiration from participating in
Unethical debates, bragging
About the bastardization of the State,
Working in debilitating degrees
Of silence, Insinuating separation
Scaling the charts, though this
Situation is boring me, evaluate
The depth of the sea,
Analyze your claims to
Stop being so damn fascinating,
Stay still for a second, satiate and
Acquire your conception of notions.
Pouring through vodka bottles
Writing lists of demands surrounded
By statistical evaluation of the
Primordial evolution of devolution.
Shade in the colour of your wings,
They aren’t as pure as scientific potions,
They begin within the winning mentality,
They begin with that shared second
Sitting beside each other on children’s
Swings. Swinging back towards the
Concentric cyclical crevasse of a
Gothic cathedral’s spiraling staircase,
You can be so much more than your pay-grade
You might have read too many books,
Might have heard to many problematic
Philosophies, but the confines of your mind
Expose you to your instilled inclinations.
Cry at what you laughed at and laugh at what
Others refuse to smile at, curled lips and
Exposed teeth are goddam sexy,
Not quite as much as a short black skirt
And a need to be loved, but pretty close.
Making the most of nights of revelry
Stops making chivalry look worth
Anything. Anything you want isn’t
Necessary, it’s all part of the contemporary
Wish to be seen. Stop reading lies in
Social commentaries, stop listening
To rhymes which are totally nonsensical
Whether they are clerical or not,
Stop speaking aloud to fill silence
Let the silence fill you and engage with it,
Segregate and annihilate your dispositions
to be disposed to particular theisms and theologies
Which can be laughed at when you understand
Analogies to bland aspects of life like
Things are, alright.
Satisfactory, you might say.
You might say things here are
Maybe a little on the dull side
Or just slightly too static.
I would say, that things are a bit like cheese.
Cheddar cheese, in fact.
There are lots of cheeses I could use
But Edam is too classy for this analogy
And as for those blue cheeses well
They’re too much of a fad.
Not that I don’t like blue cheese.
It’s what cheese would taste like
If it were a colour. I just think
Blue cheese lacks substance.
It might be popular and a little eccentric
But eventually it will lose it’s popular basis
Unlike Mozzarella. There’s a cheese
With a fine tradition at its foundation.
It would take a huge scandal for Mozzarella
To tumble. Because of this fact unfortunately
That rules Mozzarella out of the equation too.
Because the thing with Cheddar, is that
It will do.
You can melt it onto most things and they will taste fine
But you wouldn’t take it over mozzarella on Pizza or over
Blue cheese and crackers.
That would be ridiculous.
But you’d take it over not having cheese.
That goes without saying
So before you being to think where am I going with this
I’m going to talk about life and death.
And how cheddar, is a little bit better than
You see, we don’t have it bad.
We don’t have it great and because of that
We get pissed off; since we know we could have it great.
But we’re not hungry,
We’re warm and listening to poetry.
I’m even a little bit drunk
Which is more than you can say for
People who aren’t warm, listening to poetry
And who don’t have access to a cheap bar.
You see I’d take a cheap bar over no bar,
Poetry over silence, warmth over cold.
Just as I would take Cheddar cheese over no
Cheese at all.
So you see, I think I’ve done it,
I think I’ve won the bet
That I made with my friend Jason,
That I couldn’t make an allegorical comparison
Between the state of humankind