i only see the world through a vermin's eyes
we young think true beings are endless
love and gut letters scramble out opposing words
we are only feeble in our clash of values
took me too long to conclude my loss of the fray
i didn't get that reply of instant message
your view's a squints worth of image
loss of touch, sentencing minutes to years
tired of talking without your talk
talking to the bricks has begun to phase me
echoes scream without train of thought
it is known when portrayals are cut
as though our purity is dead
i was that slow screw that just disturbed, right?
my voice repellent, was i ever allowed to hum along?
all beknowest the mirror reflects nothing swingin'
i trample to fuck it all away
there's no telling that people come and go
but ignorance is sometimes too plain to see
a guilded box strung out and haggard
in which i am not an associate in the circle
we're not old friends anymore, you and i
out of fables and conversing oxygen
i always carved your name in me
every word on this a page, a true story
so in all, it's fuck you and your badge of pride
acting above the rats who stumble to keep up
it's content with having nothing in common with you
through what i claim is more than eyes of sight
Mike McVeigh
6-26-03