Tashtego's Helmet

Distance conquers humor
Lies devour fate
Nothing left of midnights but a lone betrayal
Catch the last ray of moon-glow promises
And reflect it back home
In light of (In lieu of) a birthday celebration
Coils of flame surround this nutcase
Branded "D" for diseased and "L" for ludicrous
But always high and low and you and you (and you and you)
When it's time, it's gone
She never knows me at all
I'm branded
I I I I I I I can't creep any lower
But I try to "get down" verbally with my favored children
Who continue to ignore me with practiced elegance
And that ain't the only bruise growing bigger.
Do these midnight musings do anyone any good?

Infest me
Impress me
Obsess Me
I obey
Cleanse our time and holify
Justify my patience
Fish never swam so clean as this absence
"I'm too busy for a nutcase like you"
C'mere
There's a tortoise and a hare waiting near you
But you can't see and you won't hear and you don't even care to
And it's either or both or neither or nor
Don't wash me anymore
I'm too white and chafed already
Here's the rub
I'm 22
Join the club
Yeah, it's bigger than booze and cooler than sex
And you ignore it as though I wrote it

Here comes the part where I pretend to sleep
I dreamlessly pretend
Pretend not to fall in love with your every word
Welcome to 22's world of Mayhem, my Lord
O Cap'n My Cap'n
Go down it's her ship
Ahab, Ahab! Nail that bird now!
Anyone sees it
Not you
Is she fazed enough and why is she hiding now?
Tomorrow when you die, I will begin the trail of Remedy
Over and out
Down with her ship