throw the waste away. dismounting hounding fleas. found life abounding on the mountain steady sproutin' trees. reachin' for the sun growin' @ astounding speeds. no need for countin' beans. grounded in the mounding leaves. an attempt to clear my mind I find no time is wasted. a disgraced kid. shuffling though the hatred with his face hid. emaciated. sedated. half faded barely 18. no time for graduation. operation erasin' late teens. the date seems. to be lost in the haze. scattered in the folds of an old sketches of a mazes. wrapped up in a fabric that's been tattered with age. smudged with sage and stuffed into the attic.a relic of rage. dearly tragic. as the magic it so drasticly fades. the patina adds character, distracts from the cage. but only for a moment can we chance the escape. the vcr's been broke for years and I can't find the tape. the shapeless ,faceless case for the faithless. share a bowl these parables have surely gone apeshit.a parody of memory aimed at that same kid. an attempt to clear my mind I find that no time is wasted.