my inside head is confused
i’m eating this amusement
it’s not healthy, full of your MSG
i’m addicted, and i love this obesity
i’m fat, like planets of mass
let my gravity pull you in
come to me as asteroid
enter as meteor, leave as mine
you’ve made your impact
crater-some i’ve since become
for each time you smile
the more i resemble swiss cheese
please oh please, write this plump love
drown me in beats
soak my self in tunes, so mad
pop hits and indie alike
anything to distract me from you
learn the lyrics, tap your feet
google the album artwork
try your best, pass this test
it doesn’t help when you sing too
this sheet music, all over the place
scattered around the room
it’s beautiful, patterned and classy
you’re beautiful, patterned, classy
you and this music are two beauty
in silence, both are visually delicious
in conversation, both are audibly genius
the perfect mix of brawn and brain
must reassemble fallen sheets
tacked together, it’s the same stuff
it’s all there, here, but it doesn’t flow
what went wrong, and where did you go
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Thomas A. Bradley.
