someday will be the last yesterday
when that time finally comes
do i beg my case
minor extension to venerate
my support with a bow along
center stage
i thought i was genuine
but i think i ruin
the reputation i’m imbuing
i eat what i cook
but soon after i get caught
puking up cumin
stomach aches
nothing more than a nuisance
i mean it’s not lupus
i’d handle it if i was Buddhist
don’t say that enlightment
won’t block the pain
my hubris is clueless
feed me a dream
i don’t care if your boot’s in my mouth
i’ll take a shot at some grout
if you can call it that
others aren’t so proud
when an illusion is vowed
– D K T
D K T 