Friday, March 4, 2011

Hate Your Socks

When we’re entangled, wrapped up
In our cocoon of denial
Blind men and deaf ladies
Neighbors, focused, wander by

They don’t see us dancing, dreaming
They can’t hear us laughing, screaming
Stroll below with perma grins
Oblivious to the bliss we’re in

Then your phone alarm goes off
And you get up and out of bed
The cone of warmth is broken, darn
It’s time to let the world back in

You start to think about the time
And what is next on your to do list
You’ve already disengaged
I’m getting cold, then mad, enraged

I hate the world, I hate the clock
I hate your phone, I hate your socks
Don’t put them on, just leave them there
Let’s live our lives, in here bare naked

We can order take out, we can
Make this room our hide out, we can
take our courses all on line
And skype and work remotely

Not a soul would miss us,
Okay, just our moms but they would
understand once we had told them
That we love each other madly

I know society would fail
If everybody did the same
Bridges wouldn’t build themselves
Gnomes wouldn’t stock grocery shelves

But can’t you just leave us alone
For we’re so insignificant
Don’t matter in the grandest scheme
Please carry on and let us dream

I hate the world, I hate the clock
I hate your phone, I hate your socks
Don’t put them on, just leave them there
Let’s live our lives, in here bare naked

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