My interest subsides like flood water tides, having rushed inside leaving destruction behind. No instructions to find you can't construct or design, around infectiuous diseases now in the ducts and the blinds. What insurance doesn't cover, couldn't carry is lost, plus the sentimentle value and such various costs, the dream is over. -- Wake-up stiff from drunk nights, the view is different clean and sober. No longer pristine, its' gleaming is lower, impulsive buyers' remorse, lies and liars divorced, the more informed about it seems desires were forced, without intention. Crowd around a coward kid who cries for attention. Try not to mention or reveal your real thoughts. The amount of respect left, it reflects the real cost: Regrets the real source whether it was got or never given. Somwhere in the parking lot, not lost, remaining hidden.

View through my catalog, like cattle driven, hearded the thoughts that I rattled off, threw balls and few strikes, the fouls that I battled off, horse race with no jockey, even through the saddle off, stripped bare. Fielded to stud but I dipped on a stiff mare. Away from ducks that just sit there, I clipped wings, next morning in mists air, I flew south. Empty nest syndrome so I built me a new house. Edited my copies so Im lettin the news out. Fit to print, paper catches fire when I flick it witha stick of flint. Wind sprint, huntin just to feed myself. One in the elements forgot how good the freedom felt. Season smells, the times are bout to change again. Course redirected, previous' came to end, stay within, the currents that the spin creates, jet and gulf streams, ascendin at a steeper rate, true value dont depreciate, turn to pheonix afire, reincarnate as I meet my fate.

Stretchin the retrospective to a future perspective. Tracin a killers steps like an old school detective, askin the right questions not accepting the answers, dodgin the doorman, djs, bartenders and the dancers, markin the target, and documentin his patterns, payin off bookies and his frequent dive taverns. Smoke filled joints where only whiskey annoints. Yuppies aint allowed and junkies make points, by appointment. What is it he's avoidin, ex-wife or the knife, sad life you pick your poison. The coin flips, phone rings then on the move again. Everyday the same routine, none of this is new to him, til he feels me movin in, movin faster now, careful son your losin him. Roundin the corner to the store I saw him duck inside, Mirrors all around and I look into the subjects eyes...

Im the best friend you dont even know you have, I know you mad and sad from all that life throws, the slight blows to the knock out punches, fake friends with intentions, they tend to come in bunches I go off my hunches and leave you on your haunches, propelled as i excell like a rocket when it launches, im keepin it basic, far reach like space races, keepin even paced weavin in and outta places, see familiar faces an Im duckin who dont care, bring those along, leavin those their share. The despair, warranty repair, faith patience and pray, I will always be prepared. I cast you all a safety net, inflating when its face is wet. Nothin more required, I know how to pay respect. A safe inject, like innocculations, it hurts for a minute but it staves of complications. I eradicate diseases in the form of fake mcees. I make it safe to move to the place you wanna be, within yaself.

Evolution, elevated elocution, educated execution, knowledge applied, understanding sciences, the wisdom inside, the windstorm provides, the energy required, enemies eliminated, entities inspired, remedy imbibed, ready with the vibe, ready to die if I have too, Ive already been alive. I am ready to inscribe, declaration of war, already readying the tribe. Any enemies survive we will welcome them inside, after proving through the course that there aren't any spies. True lies, I'm a put you to the fire, temptations I will test you with I will tempt you with desire, provision you with visions and the questions I require, satisfy my interest and then might let you retire, either in a tent with men or to the heavens of a liar. We are on a course through this, the course of which expires, the weak hearted and tired, of our tribe survives the strong, breeding by design so our society is long, for this world. The prochecy unfurled, community property, properly we hurl, through all time.