1980s Guvment Cheese

written February 22, 2021 at 11:39 am 

Sitting at home eating free cheese 

Cocoa butter on my knees 

These were the eigh ties

They was harsh they was bleak

They was rooftops bla zing 

I was four I was fly 

Plane from D.R. in the sky

I'm still asking why

Iain even ask to be here

Always underlying urges to leave here 

My heart is cold and old 

Would have rather been raised in a SHACK 

On a hilltop views of mountains 

Nightly thunder CLAPS

My honey in the bed DOUBLE TAP 

Roll up blow up take a nap 

Then I wake up and I'm back 

To this NYC madness I'm barely a pin on the map 

I'm nameless I'm faceless

In a van down by the river 

Screaming into the wind 

Edvard Munch 

Anxiety is a vampire and a madman 

Deliveries only be night mares

J.S. NYC 2021