Nothing Ever Told Me the Truth Out Loud

Michael Gerard

Nothing Ever Told Me the Truth Out Loud

Motor spokes rotate in a land of milk and degradation

Shootouts with claustrophobic kings;

Holy men breathe fire as the tally implodes

Hiccup hiccup I'm shaking bad

Hiccup hiccup I am myself
 
Born of fields and streams and torrential downpours

I broke the window just to obstruct my vision/I cracked my neck like a real cool fellow with little to lose as I hiccup hiccup I'm shaking bad/

So much to discuss so little night

When he cometh upon us I will open the shade, I will risk it all for the sake of what throws me for a loop, for the sake of draining myself brainless/

I haven’t seen an angel since ‘96, stunning, talented, ugly as the day he was made - yet beautiful as the way Milton scripted him

So here we sit, tired as a theory invented upon invention’s mother, ready to breathe, ready to fall into backward pedaling and motion resistance

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