recondite, without fear

 
somebody grew corrupted
someone got arrested
and someone else threw an ashtray
at the mirror behind the bar

something was prolapsed
some other thing was stolen
and something ancient
rolled toward the prison gates

as moon rubs the dawn wrong
camels feast on nettles
and the white worms dance
o glazed eye of vanity

here comes honest labor
the virtue of man unleashed
here comes the weight of night
reflected in myriad shards

there goes furtive politics
working behind the set
there goes the actor
stepping to the light

corruption folds the calendar
tucks it away like an oath
fevered prosecution
slavers at the trough of high ambition
white worms riddle history
in the wink of a studio boss

some days I feel like Christ
some days like Sisyphus
but I'm pushing the rock
oh baby
I'm shoving against that rock

somebody grew corrupted
someone got arrested
and someone else threw an ashtray
at the mirror behind the bar

something was prolapsed
some other thing was stolen
and something ancient
rolled toward the prison gates

as moon rubs the dawn wrong
camels feast on nettles
and the white worms dance
o glazed eye of vanity

here comes honest labor
the virtue of man unleashed
here comes the weight of night
reflected in myriad shards

there goes furtive politics
working behind the set
there goes the actor
stepping to the light

corruption folds the calendar
tucks it away like an oath
fevered prosecution
slavers at the trough of high ambition
white worms riddle history
in the wink of a studio boss

some days I feel like Christ
some days like Sisyphus
but I'm pushing the rock
oh baby
I'm shoving against that rock

 

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