Departure

Departure

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departure

new times are a departure

and

i understand a suicide

             of love

this house is not empty

it's their's

  and i carry not another's love in my heart

feel it not in my soul

    it is not in my control

newfoundland man, canada man, north america man

world man

gentrified man

been too polite

and i'm them damn 30's

sliding down

over the other sie of that hill

an't it funny how things happened

  i am not alone in this

that house is not my home

have to let it slide

slide from my memory

o the girl i really wanted

she's another man's bride

her beauty flaunted now

in my self mockery

   self violation

and if i ever loved her

and still do

damn gotta be happy she's

happy

gotta let go

because it looks real this time

too

she's got to be loved

she's got to be loved

but not by me

she's gone to bed

      and i am a poor boy crazy in this desire

will they last with all this divorce and failure?

i walk alone

the demon wants a rose

that demon in the mirror conscience

keeps me grounded

sedentary

jaded

faded

broken

socially dated

degraded

satiated

motion excommunicated

machine undignified factory insignificant man

factory insignificant plan

a plot a design a dream

o nature is not exclusively the forest

watch the street hustle and bussle

can't find them words to talk

  to make things right and good

         i'll go live under a bridge, natural

with puddings

      as i devise my plan to defeat them all

    all enemies to my happiness

potentials opportunities

up in the air

blowing in the wind

and i don't care

i'm a fool and the time for hobos is dead

i understand a suicide

and the beautful art of the single tear

that touches my soul deep down alas

all alone

i breathe on and cannot care

my depression ...

someday

it will become love