NO CEREMONY

all the things I desire and hate

why they never fall upon me

and inspire me, reformat me

 

I’m protected by a grey orb

of the humdrum of an eventless life

 

I’m not here for the ceremony

but it’d be nice to feel something holy

alas, my phony self-irony comes too late

I mind my manners

they intoxicate

 

is there a party somewhere for us all

born and erased

here’s to no ceremony

let’s celebrate

my cerebral mate

what a fate!

let’s celebrate

let’s annihilate

my cerebral mate

let’s celebrate