Blistered Dejection
Floating through a garbage life
Sweatpants caked with logs
Fragile homebum dejection
Blistered lips, teeth are gone
Slept in my car, stole my antenna
Chasing another rock - limping off with my bike
...a jaw that will never re-align
Your life is rocked up - lurking
The intense fervor of whining self pity
Excuses pile up like so many aluminum cans
Slow motion shifty crackmonger existence
Removed from any semblance of a waking life
Death would be a step up
Rocked up - death