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I, I cant be bothered right now. Please, please show yourself out. It’s time to dance, But you want to pout. Listen here, How does that sound? I cant be bothered right now. in the field with seeds and my plow. Planted for growth, only water, sun, are what counts. Dont you know? Why you are here? Oh you’re not sure? Isn’t that weird? It is not as it appears. You are not appeased, you are moved to tears. I’d hold you but I can’t, Face your fears. Firmly you must stand. I swim in what I’ve found, But to find it, I have drowned. So I need space to breathe, Please, please. I need space for me. You expect me to be cleaned. So get out my shower, I need it for me. I, I cant be bothered right now. Please, please show yourself out. It’s time to dance, But you want to pout. Listen here, How does that sound? You aint guessed it. It’s my fault, I shoulda just said it, Not speak in poetics. Let me be clearer, This is medicine if you let it in. Im a bedouin, nomad, traveling. Offering a remedy, If you don’t want it, I guess you ain’t ahead of me. This shit better than some ketamine. Every period forming all my sentencing. Commanding seas, how I do my editing. Im indebted to this better thing, Of which I perform. Art, the loveliest storm. Pain made into cultural norms. Or love turned to blooming flora. The minnows that hide in coral, Or sharks that swim toward em. But it’s me in my house. And this was just a tour so. I, I cant be bothered right now. Please, please show yourself out. It’s time to dance, But you want to pout. Listen here, How does that sound? I, I cant be bothered right now. Please, please show yourself out. It’s time to dance, But you want to pout. Listen here, How does that sound? Ur probably unsatisfied. You wanted more of my time. more than that, a few dimes. You take my pennies, left me drawn and quartered any way as long you got what you wanted. Want songs of houses, yours and emerald, Not one thats mine and haunted. But I love ghosts they tell me of the walls upon us. What the sky says to keep me grounded. Love your dogs, the truth is hounding. Hold on tight and climb your mountain. Marble’s heavy, gaudy, don’t save it for your fountain.