Dealt with this concrete-less world of concrete
for a while now
Got no reason to compete or complete
a false smile now
Sick of the blur
Whipped by the blur
Slumped as a cur whose been slurred
as it were
Sick of the blur
Wandering like a muddy stream in dreams
of lost art now
Wondering if a lover seems to esteem
my scarred heart now
Life’s so absurd
Whipped by the blur
Each lying word’s a dead cat’s purr
as it were
Whipped by the blur
What’s the skinny, you got any real hope
for my life now?
I’ll ask you twice, what’s your price for that dope?
Give me life now
Change how I feel
Don’t want to feel
Sick of the blur
Life’s so absurd
Whipped by the blur
Sick of the blur
Roger Armbrust
October 13, 2018
