I’M NOT DEPRESSED, I’M JUST ACCLIMATING

I’M NOT DEPRESSED, I’M JUST ACCLIMATING
4/5/00

Sleep just fucks
The wake up
Just another thing to clean
With solvent, mix and glass of ice
One hell of a machine
And whiskey gained the evening’s taste
And morning just concedes
It’s only day
Until that shit sun clears the weeds
And the sunset mirrors sunrise
Fireworks celebrate the passing day
And our dark friend bleeds in like suicide must take the pain away
Night is but acclimation
Introduction to all things must die
This friend will always be there
As the child buries his dad
And covers him with darkness knowing darkness isn’t all bad
Because he’s been there