Radio Clown
Radio Clown (8/20/2007)
It’s a love poem to my mind’s lack of silence
This heart that beats is dedicated to violence
Go ahead and file this under “fucking crazy”
Am I really that insane? Well, he must be, maybe
Please, trust me baby, I got it under control
I’ll slide to the left and find the scroll
Watch the words spill right down on my soul
I’ll live to the bar of these rumors told
So? Where should I go and take it from here now?
Should I bitch and moan or simply let fear out?
Would it be better to tear your ears out?
Or maybe I should pray and try to kneel down
But another year down and I don’t feel better
I’m fed up and, shit, I really hate this weather
It’s cold and rainy and it can’t be wetter
The words all run on this paper letter
Shredders can’t stop the words that I say, though
I type this shit, there’s no other way, yo
I hate the radio when it’s full of nonsense
It’s all bullshit tracks and random topics
And it’s so ironic, but that’s me too
But mine’s a joke that’s meant to read through
Did you take much notice until I said it?
Did you see the fun in that very sentence?
Did you see me jest and jeer and gesture?
Did you find a laugh in my little lecture?
Don’t stop reading, no please, just come back
Fine, don’t read on, I’m kidding, well, fuck that
Notes: I got bored and decided to write. I didn’t have the best focus so I just went with whatever popped into my head. Don’t take it too seriously, lol.
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