Cast and Release
If I caught shit even once upon the time I hooked the camel to
Either polar of my psyche, found a plot hole of mine to cast through,
Worked and waded in and waited in the water til it warped even my virtues,
Fig tree out of season met it's maker, how my patience pruned
Sinai eye locked on the bobber, trench foot steady growing roots,
Tug that signal fight with devil I'd be bleeding every inch to move,
Got it withing netting distance, snapped the pole and ran it through
Secured and held it down and ripped the mask off like in Scooby-Doo,
All reflective surface road that always takes me back to,
Bridge on River Kwai to Colonel, a thing to be immortal through
Still eating shit for every meal from the same stool
"It's clear you're still on drugs"
"I heard you live inside a bathroom"
"I had heard you died"
"What was all that wishing for a backroom"
"I'm sorry for your loss"
I'm sorry for your loss, too
