Evolving from Meaning Lost
There are 7.8 billion different definitions of the word "Love", it's time to evolve---and get these lyrics mix-taped soon
love's rung out from it's percept, to it's abstract, to ushering in our own sad pontification
over 7.8 billion different ways of interpretations for every possible selfish reason no notion more vast fluctuation of standard deviation been drug from it's shrine tarred, feathered in the streets covered in putrid dumpster slime salt watery eye tear jerking punchline
the noises our bodies can wail contorting our vocal chords to nightingale Godzilla, sonic booms, thunderclaps all pale when the pressure under our skin has to exhale
so overwhelming our skulls too frail or we'd crack an earthquake falling to the ground for our chosen genuine now barren absence color impotence defined streamlined to a holiday valentine advertised sales---slinging the rankest of rut gut red wine
mass laser poster printed two paid actors strolling sunset broken glass shoreline with every footfall "crunch", beach's top layer not sand it's littered by seagull carcasses strangled in plastic soda bands
carries more weight to mountain hermits speaking of moonshine than it does to voice-cracking boys forced to grow up too fast for a manufactured wartime
what a crime
country's corrupt; murdered by it's own goldmine, tragic storyline we're a walking cadaver---more lost than my subject matter when painted in a corner I do not wither, take it back, strip it down to the bone marrow---redefine
daffodils growing like weeds gifting their diseased rancid stank flowers to the nearest mildew scented vagina flashing dollars every week a new opaque, hoof-less stampede worse than basic, it's redundant
when just the sight of someone knocks ya punch drunk sets your fire blazing, hits the gong in your gut breath strained; disbelief so strong hyperventilate, rub your eyes, double-take; you can see the matrix
twisted then inverted senses all sharpen shoot off like a rocket from bottle bottom
spiked fever to record heights plunged in zero degree ice water your skin should be frozen, frost bite bitten anomaly of science---you're cheeks still flush crimson not only melt the ice around you you're scorching the horizon
solitary berserker, staring down then throwing back the iron curtain conquering the whole of Soviet army Stalin
colliding with your chosen that with a glance eternally shines a light on your withered body future emancipated, you unshackle yourself walk right out the front 'a Plato's cave forget that shadow casting prison
you found your person out of a billion what word to use, to what jargon I choose the simplest, it's ironic and fitting for something so complex and unremitting
sparks ignition of a magnified attraction so strong--- you're the sea, pulled by the moon's gravity when puzzle pieces fit---it's simple what word to use for the opposite of all other people? ---different ---we are different
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