panacea for the poison

in my mind i hold the passion, panacea for the poison, my bruised and battered body washes up upon the shore, sin flees from leaking wounds like rats from sinking ships, as i float off to forever with these words upon my lips, no i never asked for nothing and that's just what i got, as my pride dies before i do as i fall i'm also caught, i wasted many days chasing brightly gleaming streams, as i fold into your presence, do i now know what it means, we could get old, and talk at the same time when we tell stories, if we let go, impossible names rhyme in elegant poetry, what i sample in everything, it inundates my small town, i refuse the offers extended waiting for god, now i never asked for nothing audible, so when the walls fall down and spin like water wheels, i'll pray for something logical, so when we all drown, i can cover bald spots with yamakas, drawn from extra dimensional sources, like in comic books, choose your own adventure, i'm obsessing like a drug fiend, fantasies of actors clandestinely having sex in love scenes, but why not amateurs openly sharing joy in sex scenes, stand clear while i soak in this treasure trove of a wet dream, i can't tell what my problem is, or even if there is one, sail the celibacies much sooner than commit one, escaping minor shake-ups but keep bracing for the big one, to make the choices obvious and save us from decisions, in my mind i hold the passion, panacea for the poison, my bruised and battered body washes up upon the shore, send fleas from leaking wounds like rats from sinking ships, as i float off to forever with these words upon my lips, no i never asked for nothing and that's just what i got, as my pride does before i do as i follow muscle code, i wasted many days chasing brightly gleaming streams, as i fold into your presence, do i now know what it means, i dreamt of whimsy, in a fire fight with the in-the-line-of-fire flies, watch the dusk go indigo and blush into a silent night, birth immaculate conscious from a pregnant pause, in the august of my righteousness just waiting for the fall, the greater and the small, all for one and one for all, for all the s.o.s and we will rise to the call, i've bitten the hand that feeds and found myself bleeding here by, i'll only need what i need, but need will get me out of my groove, so i move to different tunes, sunning in the warm weather, by the light of distant moons, there's tape men in the nation bring the monsoon, season with the spectacle of people finding tools, aphrodite, grown fools, and buyers sown booze, let's throw out the cravings and things with no use, people dropping jewels, gems can't shine like odd light, to air is human, so the sky is our birth right, in my mind i hold the passion, panacea for the poison, my bruised and battered body washes up upon the shore, sin flees from leaking wounds like rats from sinking ships, as i float off to forever with these words upon my lips, no i never asked for nothing and that's just what i got, as my pride dies before i do as i fall i'm also caught, i wasted many days chasing brightly gleaming streams, as i fold into your presence, do i now know what it means, in my mind i hold the passion, panacea for the poison, my bruised and battered body washes up upon the shore, sin flees from leaking wounds like rats from sinking ships, as i float off to forever with these words upon my lips