triple second boi bio

i like to know what's goin on
don't like change like pushed into a cook's position
from the server's. sometimes if you flip
the coin enough times it comes up days.
the moon's fool is what i am, appreciation
of the tarot's arcana, sketchy stories
never come good on force.

so yeah. no force. just be this li'l
cork twist on the big river, crossing over
i hope, one day to the other side. or maybe
just swept out to sea. losing ground, ennui
enough to dance. all the reasons
one shouldn't tied up in the knapsack
over the shoulder.

they closed a bank today. run on it outside
everyone wanting they money. and i can see why.
i mean damn, i'm surviving on credit
cuz i didn't run mine up before
but now, well, it just seems like time.
even offered to let you borrow some for tires.

i'm in a space where believing
just has too high a price.
can't take that and metaphor it out.
simple economy, supply and suck it out.

i said listen chase. it's my turn, k?
i just need five years. can you maybe
keep your doors open till then?