Socrates and me
Not the best combo lately
No regrets just bent and out of stately
Braiding wool and shredding glass
Glowing face an aftermath
It’s an afterthought, and after that
Well, I’ll go home in monochrome
Dictate words onto tape
To cellophone and meditate
Slamming pours and stirring dots
Sliding hands and taking shots
Braiding wool and shredding glass
Glowing face an aftermath
It’s an afterthought, and after that
Well, I’ll go home in monochrome