Breakfast is Ruined

Here I sit in a corpse of my youth
a suitcase of fish and no memory of the future
the quality of mercy you never strain
why did you roam, why did you wander?

then we put on our seven-league boots
and deep six the pickle in a garden of moonbeams
later repent into dust and to ashes
why did you roam, why did you wander?

the eggs of alarm they speak to me
the juice in my throat tastes bleak to me
the toast in my heart is burning
breakfast is ruined again

no bird to whistle and no bird to sing
no diamond or ruby to lay at your feet
but I'll tell the fable of your fabulous prime
why did you roam, why did you wander?

they scatter like rats when we call in the airstrikes
I row like a galley-slave to your plush beach hotel
the nude in the hallway has new information
why did you roam, why did you wander?

the eggs of alarm they speak to me
the juice in my throat tastes bleak to me
the toast in my heart is burning
breakfast is ruined again



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Writer(s): Robert James Fuller
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