Daze In/Daze Out

If I had a clone machine
There'd be a thousand copies of me in different places all at the same time
Doing all of the things that the others wished that they were doing
As they do all of the things that the others wished that they were doing
However, if I could simply thread a fourth-dimensional needle
Through the fabric of the space-time continuum and stitch
Together all my shifting realities, then maybe
Just maybe, I wouldn't even need a clone machine

If I could realify a dream
I'd inhale all air had to offer
My kite ribs would expand and I'd ascend
Toward some me-shaped hole in the clouds

But I
Swing like a baseball bat
Into the mailbox of all else I'd rather
And I
Do it all for someone
That's not even looking, that's not even there

If I had a time machine I'd go back in time to make a great big bank deposit
To watch compound interest growing and with this money
I'd fund the development of a time machine
To make a great big bank deposit in the past
So that I could watch compound interest growing and
With that money etc...

Phased through the fabric
I watch the scene unfold
A machine's wreck lies by a body
Skin embeds cheap cotton seats
Clipboard shudders
Pen jots
"No recall required (Yet)"

But I
Shoot like buckshot
Into the product without profit
And I
Do it all for a satellite
That's always listening, that's always there

I have a mouth and I must not scream

Gravity runs away from me
Faster than I fall



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Writer(s): Cam Phillips
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