Michael McGuire Barely Breathing
BARELY BREATHING
© Electric Babylon Music Author: M.M.
A nothingness made palpable by the rake of gravity’s grind, a
hopelessness manifested by that excuse you could never find, standing
close enough to the edge to feel the flight, an infinity of suns in a sky of
night, the pomp of absurdity struts like a rap star down the street, am I
the only one fool enough to be a bone in this piece of meat, other beings
are paying attention to things that I just cant get to come into focus, and
all the reasons they have for living make the sense of hocus pocus, all I’ve
ever wanted was to trust the horse with all of my weight, and to feel like I
can fit into the mold of my fate, the burden of Atlas is not the weight of
the world but the strength of his back, the will can shatter and dissolve
before the way will crack, you lose the ability to care about anything but
the ache of the orbit, the flesh of my lovers body is the only thing that
doesn’t seem morbid, you feel eternally suspended on the eve of the end,
tense and waiting for the snap of the rod as you fondle the bend.
Barely breathing is just a way of going thru the motions of some life,
feeling like you want to consummate the bride to be and go ahead and
make her your wife, but of the winter harvest and the foreign body spring,
I have stared into the trap of the light and I saw; everything.
april 99