the path to enlightenment

simply put:
the day has receeded
and the night has taken over like a swamp
with all this quicksand
ready to suck me in

and i marvel at the beauty
and curse at the gap
and we all know that i should know better
but i write the truth, the truth that goes zap

the window looks out to the sea
and the mountains and her majesty
but at night it’s only this screen’s glow
and the fire i made,
and the women that don’t know

what i don’t know either.

and each passing night
i sit by the window trying to catch a glimpse
of the cedar still light

and in the morn
i am re-born
having endured a sleep of countless convictions
ill-focussed
and no one noticed

as i slipped into obscurity,
these mad hound dogs
will shred my clothes but will not know me

it’s a cruel world so full of affection
it’s a loveless life when aimless the direction

and the stars said to me,
‘rise above, shiraz, rise above’

so i grabbed hold of one the corners of one of the stars
and pulled myself up

but it didn’t get me to where i needed to be.

oh dear tribe,
these are lonely times in shiraz’s day
and loneliness is an illusion of heart’s disarray

oh how many have you have got lost
impeding your spirit, acting cool at all costs?
only to realize late at night
that you’re all you’ve got, including your spite

oh these words are so non-sensical
i’ve got so much on my chest these days
i can hardly bare
and i feel like an artist’s turtle to society’s hare

madness descends upon this brain
this grey matter greyer than the bc rain

i’m out of theories, i’ve got no more to say
just these words to clear my way
and my heart has tried with all its might
i shifted to the left, then back to the right

in preparation for the final ascension
dementia i wonder or inter-dimension?

haha i’m just kidding there.
i laughed at my sister when they gave the carebear stare

and i chuckled at all her girly toys
and went outside to play with the boys

but in the end i came home sadder
the end being now, the now being fatter
than yesteryear when things were quite simple
and now though she might attract me with her dimple

like a vampire i fall at her feet
and beg of her if she has something to eat

these are needy times, i’m a needy guy
if you gave me a third, i’d eat the whole pie

repressed engaged for this silly fool
a donkey, an ass, a self-degrading mule

and please don’t take any of this seriously
it’s just me working out my shit
it’s me to me.

but you’re welcome to observe this half-inspired process
and welcome to comment on this wordy mess

anything at all for the circumspect.

darkness