SWITCH

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SWITCH

I’D LIKE A SWITCH AT THE BACK OF MY NECK,

LIKE A TOY… RESET TO FACTORY SETTINGS…

GET RID OF THE WEAR AND TEAR…

NO MORE WAKING AT 4 AM,

TO REALISE YOU FORGOT TO TAKE THE PILLS,

WHICH MAKE MOVEMENT POSSIBLE.

 

I’D LIKE TO WIPE MY HARD-DRIVE,

SO THAT THE EXCESS OF MEMORIES,

DON’T CASCADE THROUGH MY CONSCIOUSNESS,

AND MAKE ME CRY LIKE AN INFANT!

I TOLD MARIE TO BE QUIET,

IN MY SLEEP! BECAUSE THE MEMORIES,

SHE WAS INVOKING…

WOULD CHOKE ME UP ALL DAY!

 

THE POINT IS YOU CAN’T.

YOU ARE THE SUM OF THE ACTIONS TO THIS POINT,

YOU ARE THE ROCK IN THE RIVER OF TIME,

ERODED INTO THIS FANTASTIC GROTESQUE FORM,

WHILST WAITING FOR YOUR TIME TO ELAPSE.

TIME IS THE DESTROYER OF HOPE.

 

DALE ‘M’

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