Fucked up feet, sewn to my seat
I can’t go out, electric eels on the street
I feel like the worst kind of wizard,
making lead-based sizzurp
In a cauldron that’s the hollowed-out head of Buzz Aldrin
Rather fake a moon landing than at all risk standing
when I can’t propel myself
I tattle on my own ass, Myself on a Shelf
I’d rather be oblivious to my own health
That’s how I look when I smile? I don’t want to smile at all
I was on foot for a while,
but now I can only crawl
It’s the inertia
Malaise
Inertia
holds me down for days
I can’t get up, I can’t go out
The singing birds begin to shout
They shout: “Inertia! Inertia!”
I’ve been battling this shit law of physics
that has got me paralytic
since the first day of Christmas,
my dog as my witness
I try to feed the chickens and they bawk all dismissive,
like, “where were you at 8AM?”
I am perishing fruit
I shrink, I bruise
I try to move
I get confused
I get inertia
Malaise
Inertia
for days and days and days
I can’t get up, I can’t go out
The singing birds begin to shout
They shout: “Inertia! Inertia!”
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