Absent Minded
Absent minded Shadowfiend
When im not thinking about anything im thinking
when im not there at all im still here
and now whenever you say you are absent minded
you have just triggered an esoteric seed
a freudian slip
but tell me
do you
do you know what it means to me?
Is it a psychic science?
have you just awkwardly
accidentally
been swallowing
a truth serum
all along?
how often do you sit there not thinking
forgetfull
ignorant
empty head
and what are you fiending for?
what are you telling anyone when you say
"Im sorry i was absent minded"
or someone else was?
what does that mean now
in the back of your mind
when you know that even when im not thinking im thinking all the time
when im not here im there
wheels turning churning
fires burning
and yearning for desires to go higher
and further than farther
for destiny of these shiny pennies form heave of objects to crave
what am i searching for
absent mindedly when in the back of my mind im thinking something im trying to forget
but what exactly was that again
what was that one sentence i am stuck on i have yet to figure out
everyone is wishing
and willing
and playing blind leadiong the blind
to make it all go away?
Absent minded shadowfiend
what exactly does that mean?
riddlemaker, dream writer.
story teller?
liar,
psychotic nightmare,
psychic,
criminal or genius?
or self absorbed selfless man made god willing himself to be?
Absent minded
the esoteric seed
Shadowfiend
the hook
and what am i to you anyway fanclub
a gatherer of opinions
and low self esteem
a dark writer with monotone speach and euphemisms and selected imagery?
what am i after
what am i craving for?
what is my object to crave?
Are you absent minded to
do you know what i mean?
are you fiending for shadows or like me a shadowfiend?
as i humble and protest
and inspire and jest
i do no wrong
and stir the pot
i confess and pray
and lie and make believe
a craftsman of copywritten things i would one day wish to have
for this world
and where are the tricks up my sleeve?
What am I?
I am a truth serum indeed
swallow this poison and flip to the other page
poison the well and count your eggs
and when the mortician asks the psychic about the nonexistant crime scene
about the wills of fate and destiny at the end of the tunnel
and judgement day vendettas
who is earky and late
stalking the ghetto witch
whose eating korn with the real antichrist
stalking the blue revolutionary
when they know to eat soup where i write under a different name?
when im not there at all im still here
and now whenever you say you are absent minded
you have just triggered an esoteric seed
a freudian slip
but tell me
do you
do you know what it means to me?
Is it a psychic science?
have you just awkwardly
accidentally
been swallowing
a truth serum
all along?
how often do you sit there not thinking
forgetfull
ignorant
empty head
and what are you fiending for?
what are you telling anyone when you say
"Im sorry i was absent minded"
or someone else was?
what does that mean now
in the back of your mind
when you know that even when im not thinking im thinking all the time
when im not here im there
wheels turning churning
fires burning
and yearning for desires to go higher
and further than farther
for destiny of these shiny pennies form heave of objects to crave
what am i searching for
absent mindedly when in the back of my mind im thinking something im trying to forget
but what exactly was that again
what was that one sentence i am stuck on i have yet to figure out
everyone is wishing
and willing
and playing blind leadiong the blind
to make it all go away?
Absent minded shadowfiend
what exactly does that mean?
riddlemaker, dream writer.
story teller?
liar,
psychotic nightmare,
psychic,
criminal or genius?
or self absorbed selfless man made god willing himself to be?
Absent minded
the esoteric seed
Shadowfiend
the hook
and what am i to you anyway fanclub
a gatherer of opinions
and low self esteem
a dark writer with monotone speach and euphemisms and selected imagery?
what am i after
what am i craving for?
what is my object to crave?
Are you absent minded to
do you know what i mean?
are you fiending for shadows or like me a shadowfiend?
as i humble and protest
and inspire and jest
i do no wrong
and stir the pot
i confess and pray
and lie and make believe
a craftsman of copywritten things i would one day wish to have
for this world
and where are the tricks up my sleeve?
What am I?
I am a truth serum indeed
swallow this poison and flip to the other page
poison the well and count your eggs
and when the mortician asks the psychic about the nonexistant crime scene
about the wills of fate and destiny at the end of the tunnel
and judgement day vendettas
who is earky and late
stalking the ghetto witch
whose eating korn with the real antichrist
stalking the blue revolutionary
when they know to eat soup where i write under a different name?
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Absent minded Shadowfiend
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