short term memories blow by my remembrance on a westerly . now my minds having lethargy evicting memorable tenants all im asking is a semblance my brain is dry and leathery feeling like the elderly desperate and needing energy cobwebs creeping in complex or just pretend im having to put request in and pray my mind regurgitates the past thing I was seeking till it moves into long term a shadow of remeberancé reconfirm what I learned bounce it back like tennis unconcerned courts adjourned thought and feelings overturned as another year older I just turned body isnt bulletproof lost my pep lost a tooth lost my mind at least it sometimes feels collagen depleted brain boos at the youth dog in tow up ahead a dangerous sharp sudden curve and so when I really should just go slow I punch the gas close my eyes as I swerve my life feels like a series of near and sudden misses and though many lessons that I've gained all I've ever learned is this fog rolls slow darkness overstays it's short welcome final hand , call ,show you better not be bluffing life sometimes a slog in which your trudging for nothing jot and tittle old bones brittle trial of my life goes on still no aquittal man in the middle but hes spiraling out a little cook up some viddles Martin Scorsese steel on the nipple #BuckPlusgee its the place you thought been before familiar placement of windows and the doors rug on the floor slightly askew hey look at you could a sworn i smoked myself stupid but i picked up on a few ques theres something just not right and just as i thought i might put my finger on the culprit almost had it right close but no cigar deja vu sinanar a glitchin in a dream in the consciousness slip stream pinch myself scream but the pain doesnt beam from the nerves in the flesh to brain seems your test to acertain whether sleep or awake sliding through the lookingglass hoping that it wont break make no mistake tripping on a hole in the thinly veiled soul this dimension starts to swirl as it goes down the bowl perspective flipped got a new objective quick cause the card that you pick bound to make this track skip double dippin on the mental fiction almost had it nippin in the bud through the mud as you trudge but who am i t