Fear

Words turn into flowers into paper into plastic cups
That tie around a figure that was planted in the snow
And often is the case when you have set yourself specific goals
You spaz out in mid-sentence and your mind is gripped in fear
Fear
I know you're bored
Let's take a walk
We'll bring the dog,
Dear
Be resolute, be forthright, be indicative
Of all that's black and futuristic sea creatures that nibble at your toe
A patch of blue, a patch of dirt, a patch of prime,
A patch of white, a path through time
That's held like that because you’re bored
We're better off
Well shake that cough
It's not so bad
Ok, it's worse
So keep your bread and mandolins, your fiddles and
Kept up with those you love because the benefits are great
The rinse you find, the path you grind, distorted like a condiment
Or feisty cast of characters, de facto, sans secure
If God begat the Mormon into laymen into brethren
Into birthdays into cardinals, and liars
Don't take it off
Pleases leave it on
There is a place
I have a twitch
There is a mustache
There is a cap
There is a wreck
There is a house
What's wrong with that