Posted by Drone on Mr. Speaker
Dance your practiced dance
I’m captive to your schtick
By direct deposits from above
Your asphyxiation painless
‘Till I catch a daydream
Painting my self-will to live
Really live and feel the blue
Rolling in the canyon grass
Resting on the ravens’ wind
Climbing top the peaks to gaze
Upon the moon and through our haze
The blood red Sun
Forgive me Mr. Speaker
I beg for your reprieve
See now I’m back
I just stepped away to breathe.