04-19-2013, 03:10 AM
Everything’s ambiguous,
the rabbit I been seeing in my backyard the last three months
turns out to been a woman’s face all along.
Looking off in the distance,
I see those little squiggly things floating round my eyes.
People want to be smart, and say it’s some damage I got
on my eyeball;
but then they want to be mystical,
say it’s proof there’s another world between what we see out there,
and that what makes up our senses.
Both/and…
When I was a kid,
I used to think men drank because they was pussies,
and couldn’t handle pain.
Then I think of my dad, how he was drinking all the time
and everybody seemed afraid of him;
both fear and respect.
I figure people fear a desperate man
that’s paranoid as hell, and hates pain so much
he’ll do anything to avoid it,
no matter who he has to hurt.
No matter how it hurts him to hurt them.
I hear people talk about me,
things always getting back to you.
My big gut roaring with hunger,
with all the trash strewn out through my yard:
pizza, chinese food, red wine and malt liquor.
“He sure drink and eat,
and we all know he don’t got no money.”
“The Lawd done work in mistress way…”
the rabbit I been seeing in my backyard the last three months
turns out to been a woman’s face all along.
Looking off in the distance,
I see those little squiggly things floating round my eyes.
People want to be smart, and say it’s some damage I got
on my eyeball;
but then they want to be mystical,
say it’s proof there’s another world between what we see out there,
and that what makes up our senses.
Both/and…
When I was a kid,
I used to think men drank because they was pussies,
and couldn’t handle pain.
Then I think of my dad, how he was drinking all the time
and everybody seemed afraid of him;
both fear and respect.
I figure people fear a desperate man
that’s paranoid as hell, and hates pain so much
he’ll do anything to avoid it,
no matter who he has to hurt.
No matter how it hurts him to hurt them.
I hear people talk about me,
things always getting back to you.
My big gut roaring with hunger,
with all the trash strewn out through my yard:
pizza, chinese food, red wine and malt liquor.
“He sure drink and eat,
and we all know he don’t got no money.”
“The Lawd done work in mistress way…”


