Trippin Bigly

disorientated & dizzy with the spins, on this slippery deck no exit off this pirate ship, lost my way & my balance I’m starting to slip, plot is starting to twist resolve is starting to give, woke up in confusion been in delusion ever since, riddle’s not solved at all what kind of game are we in, what’s going on what memo didn’t I get, how’d I get involved at all in all of this, & how’s it that this led to us ending up in the middle of all this? Out in the cold looking for something or someone to hold, standing on shaky ground trying to stand my ground, on quaking earth as the earth turns I search for solid ground, all heard in surround sounds of loud shapes & fuzzy sounds, in a Full House with Four Aces ahead in all the races still I feel I want to fold, Getting dizzy no Disney still I’m Frozen in indecision with blurry vision though, having visions as those same old insecurities begin to take hold, it’s getting crowded walls are starting to inwardly close, odd as Bob Ross gone as John Stamos, thinking out loud “Get off me man you’re too close!”, conflicted as Mary-Kate Olsen’s guilty conscience is, after her suspicious involvement in Heath Ledger’s overdose, driving on LSD edgy as Jodie Sweetin on amphetamines, told you before most important secrets will never be known, finish your main course revenge is a dish best served cold, but bulletproof coffee is best served hot with no grounds, found in the sounds, between, heart beats & deep breaths, between, surface heat & deep depths, between, making sweet love & having really rough sex, between, historical passed things & whatever comes next, suffix, Ms., Mrs., Mr., Dr., Sr., Jr., thought you were making progress but that was just a rumor, thought you were an innovator but I guess just a consumer, still on the seashore hear the wake up call like roosters, sands erode plans implode bombs explode it’s all bloopers, dropped the ball found your boat landed back where you were… & all these contradict