I think it’s time,
that I quit waiting
for the wind
to blow.
How much is the cheapest way
out of here?
I’m asking for a friend.
Trust me,
it’s been one hell of a time again,
again,
again.
I’m easy,
but the over-complicated
axioms fail to gain
their implications.
I can’t even
begin to explain,
so I won’t even try.
I hope you’re satisfied
with figuring it out
on your own.
You’re a smart kid,
you’ll do just fine.
I set you up
to let you down,
but it’s not as far a fall
as it looks on TV;
it’s farther down
than you could ever imagine.
So far that you could grow wings
before you hit the ground.
Nevermind.
These are the ramblings
of the amplified.
The chronic lost.
Anachronist,
available for a limited time,
so act now!
Just do something.
I’m back again,
no more winter faded platitudes;
I’m in the zone.
It’s better here
than anywhere,
I’ve been around a bit.
Ask me how
I know the words
and I’ll make up a song.
That’s the secret,
I hope you know;
we make it all up
as we go along.
-HG
