Mr. Z. Cray is the first name.
He ain’t welcome no where, so he stays insane
Get a handle on your sanity cuz that little man is handing me
Lots of bad thoughts, a couple good ideas and plans to see
To fruition. Fantasy overlaps with my ambition.
To be or not to be a porn star? There’s no kissing,
So no question love is missing. Do I bother completing this mission
If I can do so with no lover? I listen for another
To hear heartbeats but the music gets smothered
So, to kill noise, I wrap myself in dark sheets and begin to count breaths
Her love for me’s unequal to the amount in my chest
I’m about to skip steps, but the ground under these restless feet
Is the same my fingers grasp. Running time til I come upon next week
I crawl this Earth, searching and combing through the grass
For worth, but I’m caught flirting with a true relaxed lass.
A real reclining Carolina
Much needed break from looking for meaning, only to find her
But I’m so dumb, deaf and mute she can’t understand
and my hands make her blinder

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