Wisdom

When you can only hear cicadas
And gecko’s mating calls
When your mind is a rickety fence
Can’t keep the intruders out
And you have a guard cat
But she sleeps as much as you do
You can only swallow sunshine on days
Your foot slides under the door
And that ain’t so often anymore
You’ve got a lot of free time
You think so much when you’re doing nothing
Makes you feel like you’ve got a lot on your plate
Filling up white paper with ink dots
To quell the curiosity
Of what is around the corner of the mundane
And there’s these tunnels
That you keep sliding through
Looking for the illumination at the end
But you don’t find it
You can’t find it
So you keep fumbling through them
Like an atheist looking for God
And it doesn’t make sense
But wisdom leaks down the drains
With your housemates pubes
And you’re getting hair balls stuck in your throat
But they’re covered in wisdom
And there’s these tunnels
That you keep sliding through
And the slime is making you slip slip slip
But the point of wisdom is to lose your bearings
Lose your knowledge of how to walk on sludge
And there ain’t no light at the end of the tunnel
There’s just you still standing there in the dark
Choking on wisdom

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