can't find the bottom

you can't find the bottom
though your fingers are raw
the promised bounces elude you
while you wait for the next call


break off another piece of that
finger-smudged Kit-Kat
some tapes are hard to erase
and SlowPokes don't really last

it doesn't really take off the edge
it simply finds a thirst to whet
so bottoms up, swig it down
it's not your master yet
it's not your master yet
something's at the end
right where tunnels begin
the spot you're destined to arrive
if you ever turn around again

it's not quite the effect
you wanted to reflect
but you're committed now
till finally it's the second best
it doesn't really take off the edge
it simply finds a thirst to whet
so bottoms up, swig it down
it's not your master yet
it's not your master yet

Life Here & Now
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Anonymous said…
wow, this sounds like a bad acid trip!!

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