Jon Butcher
02-23-2008, 05:14 PM
They blast so loud, so clear
those mumbled soliloquies,
spoken to mirrors and walls,
nothing to do with madness
just painless and convenient
company.
And so much time left, so
im constantly told.
How different and calm now,
No tags thrown on walls, no
pills down my sock, no avoiding
Debt, no all night laughs and
cries.
Just this blurred clarity, and
the sound of distant voices that
linger now as whispers, and contentment,
with a sliver of pride.
Jon Butcher
those mumbled soliloquies,
spoken to mirrors and walls,
nothing to do with madness
just painless and convenient
company.
And so much time left, so
im constantly told.
How different and calm now,
No tags thrown on walls, no
pills down my sock, no avoiding
Debt, no all night laughs and
cries.
Just this blurred clarity, and
the sound of distant voices that
linger now as whispers, and contentment,
with a sliver of pride.
Jon Butcher