the death and depth of a wasted dream
why do you dream about normal
what does normal look like anyways
up before the yellow disk
a shower
a shave
coffee : most tempting of legal narcotics
kiss goodbye
hug goodbye : obviously not for everyone
car bus train to your respective
city of industries
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than live that slow death
that only seems to take
place between the true
witching hours of nine
to five
meander home
home
home is where you should be living
dying loving fucking
dreaming
not in a room
in a building
dreaming away a life
less fulfilled than the
generation before
or dying a little bit
everytime you open
a bill
a fucking piece of
paper that has the power
to tell you that you'll be
giving up
being happy for a few
more hours a day
but only for the next
week
or two
is that normal
is that your dream
i'd rather be homeless
and wandering
and happy
it's not my dream
but it will do