Conditioned Response

Ride the clever happenstance
Take your pen and mark it black
Keep the higher ground
You don’t really want me around

Start the bitter renaissance
Curse the god with nonchalance
Bring the altar down
When no ones around

Keep your silly reticence
I‘ll let it out it makes more sense
I’m not to blame
For your paper chains

Write your name with mirrored steam
Wont last as long as it may seam
Find the canvas heart
Brand it with your mark

You marquee all the bitterness
Show the world just what it is
Just to get along
Soul without a song

Refuse to live in silken rafters
Or share my heart with new day raptors
I’m moving on
Been here to long

© 2016 Michael James Garland