But I know the leash won't tighten
And I know the eyes won't strain
And not one part of you
Yearns for whatever is beyond
The plot you lawfully purchased
But I still have a hairshirt of purpose
That I claim to love
I keep it in my closet and dream of the day
That I don it again and subsequently set it ablaze
A look further back
I see nothing: no wooded area, no thaw and no freeze
Just scuffs and pinholes
In drywall that's twelve years old
Pathetic
So I party eremetic
The dependence saddens and disgusts me But I know the leash won't tighten And I know the eyes won't strain And not one part of you Yearns for whatever is beyond The plot you lawfully purchased But I still have a hairshirt of purpose That I claim to love I keep it in my closet and dream of the day That I don it again and subsequently set it ablaze A look further back I see nothing: no wooded area, no thaw and no freeze Just scuffs and pinholes In drywall that's twelve years old Pathetic So I party eremetic Explain Request ×
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