DON'T BE ME
I've faded away and gone morose.
Wasted to nothing, flaccid and beat.
Not a dream left, nothing worth a
damn. The whole world has me
defeated and sorry for trying.
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If there's an open hilltop for the
beleaguered, a place I can go to
run and hide, I'll take it now before
the vacancy tumbles. All those who
look at me, they start out to smile
but then they frown. I wouldn't
mind, if it only took a minute, but
it always seems to last forever.
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Things on my mind still rattle : How
do they make shoes? What's the real
color of the things we eat that always
say 'artificially colored?' It's all beyond
me, like dreams and success and wishes
and wealth. Bettering oneself? It's only
done now in the Florida Keys.
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