Fools Dance

Once again pick up where you never were. 

The hallways have finally emptied out. 

They only came for the spectacle, 

eat your peanuts, 

sit back and watch todays disembowelment. 

The single finger salute 

finally slammed the door 

blocked out the the light. 

Find the peace 

that only comes at the end of the knife, 

the empty room 

that shouts and shouts 

until your ears fill with blood 

While your heart empties out. 

In another life, 

at another time, 

things would have been different, 

more patience would have been left on the table; 

put the bargain to father time, 

once again defining insanity 

when we already know the results. 

I tried to keep pace 

but with each step you only grew father away. 

My legs have grown short, 

to many years of mismanagement 

going the wrong direction 

had taken away any sense of purpose. 

Maybe you never intended to stop 

only to slow down and wave at the passers by, 

like JackieO before Dallas 

or Dianna before the tunnel. 

Was this all just part of the journey, 

the monster under the bed, 

the horse that never escapes the sorrow. 

Do you let go or follow him under, 

does it even matter. 

If the end just cycles back to the beginning 

then I want to flip it over 

start another song.

I had so wanted you to be someone, 

for a brief moment I thought maybe… 

I have always been the fool, 

just waiting for the next huckster to come along, 

just another idiot dancing for the king.