Clueless

Worse than having worms for brains
Is half a worm
Core memory
Skull full of mud - wet sponge
Dry in the sun
Open targets to be stepped on

For once write it down
And let it stick around
I thought I knew what was best
But I am, but I am just as clueless
As the day I drew breath

Use impressions & charades
Chamber lessons
Thoughts replaced
Memorize feel - cold stew
Worms are not real
Pressure cook til it's beyond food

For once write it down
And let it stick around
I thought I knew what was best
But I am, but I am just as clueless
As the day I drew breath

I don't have enough jars
To keep this preserved
Poke holes in the lid
Allow exchange of words
I don't have enough jars
(Or sugar, or water, or dirt)
To keep this preserved
(If I was a worm)
Pokes holes in the lid
Toss me to the damn birds

For once write it down
And let it stick around
I thought I knew what was best

For once write it down
And let it stick around
I thought I knew what was best
But I am, but I am just as clueless
As the day I drew breath



Credits
Writer(s): James Michael Wilkens
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