interrogation

What will you carve out the concrete

Tears don’t make beautiful fossils

Shift in breeze causes flare of nostrils

Hostile towards anyone bumping into profile

Hands full of hair clenched enough to rip out roots

Scuffles on the floor with sessions understeps

Ain’t too much time left

When you been counting every second

Adding up all the loose change

To chain along individual looseys

Giving you a funny feeling about

Where you headed

How much deception can you pocket

Pick your spoils

Where you show up camouflaged

With shadows of sandstorms

At Orchard nicknamed chocha

Loco how schools go in four year cycles

Of rebirth renaissance new ideas

Building on top of firm foundation

Ability to question deconstruct

King court jester on your mother tongue

Language distanced from ancient wisdom forgotten

Make limited edition knowledge wholesale

Might get your understanding

Shining over constant turmoil

Destroying us asunder

Providing the sounds for veteran fiends

Still got that good groove enough dance moves

To never lose focus keep awake even though

Eyes drift to lower raptures plateau

Feels so lovely comfortable oppression

Like hand me down holy socks

Sweaters keeping chill away in winter

Keep in touch with your inner sanctum

Sanctuary condominium confusion

Down payment on doubt so easy

Hold it on the arm when clouds exist in chest

Take another congested breath

Describe the blinking momentum

Pushing you to lay down

Push away from the table saying I’ll be right back

Knowing you already bounced

Hoping your ghosts will create something timeless

Context critical consciousness

Aware of all your criminal sin

Oblivious of the obvious

Ridiculous regular sentences describe daily battles

Much rather build than destroy

Leave pieces of your soul

All over the proximity

Don’t go with your death so willingly