Jesus, Not Another One

People drive me nuts sometimes
Hustling like wind chimes
They talk like its something worth doing
Just for the sake of the idea they’re chewing
And I listen then I fall asleep
With eyes open that I cannot keep
Interested in all the words
They’re just repeating what I’ve already heard
You feel alone, you fill the void
With words and things that you’ve deployed
So everybody knows you’re there
But I literally do not care
So if you don’t mind, can I rest my head
Down on this feather bed
And close my eyes and just rest
Silence is what I do best

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