Balance Is Boring

where will you go?
what will you do?
when the dead end streets aren't going your way?
see, I listen to my inner voice too
the one that tells me that when I meet an impasse
I just blow that up and create a whole new direction
self-sabotage, art-forerunner
to the anarchistic capitol of ‘whatever doesn't kill you makes you stranger'
follow me?
or create your own streets with no name
doesn't really matter to me
in the end we all return to dust
or are re-born in the carcass of an ant
or a black cat named felix searching for dirty tuna scraps
somewhere behind his favorite dumpster drive in
either way, balance is boring
it's a four letter word to me....
hahahahahahhahahahah
hahahahahahahahahah