rant
the largest of stones are seen as mountains to climb and enjoy. the tiniest of rocks will find it's way into your shoe as you walk, and can irritate endlessly. do not confuse the size of an obstacle or sin with it's importance.
i ask that i may see my jobs, my joys, my obstacles and my opportunities all as the graces they are.
a lot of things used to bother me. tighten the stomach and weaken the knees. for what it's worth, though, i'm feeling a good deal stronger these days. with enough whiskey and time you can convince yourself of anything. because i'm sick of the inhibitions that i've crowned my king. so it's a coup d'etat, a mutiny, a revolutionary treason that just might set me free. the biggest trouble is remembering. why i sing, why i sin, why i spend my evenings under these city lights, shouting at the sky and any one who will pass by, when i spend most of my time not saying a word. sitting idly by as the blur wears away. as the world threatens to fade. i sold a few things to buy some wine, and now, after all this time, i've still got you to let me down. this clumsy form that is mine until i die.
i ask that i may see my jobs, my joys, my obstacles and my opportunities all as the graces they are.
a lot of things used to bother me. tighten the stomach and weaken the knees. for what it's worth, though, i'm feeling a good deal stronger these days. with enough whiskey and time you can convince yourself of anything. because i'm sick of the inhibitions that i've crowned my king. so it's a coup d'etat, a mutiny, a revolutionary treason that just might set me free. the biggest trouble is remembering. why i sing, why i sin, why i spend my evenings under these city lights, shouting at the sky and any one who will pass by, when i spend most of my time not saying a word. sitting idly by as the blur wears away. as the world threatens to fade. i sold a few things to buy some wine, and now, after all this time, i've still got you to let me down. this clumsy form that is mine until i die.