Biodegradable

Smile at me though your false teeth

Your hot talk polluting my air

Don’t need your new noise

I like mine old and true

Don’t mistake me for a tired dog

I can do the backflip trick

I’m more of a new wave cat

Sitting on the same tin roof

Flip though your brain wash books

Scoffing at the new jobs

Redesigned

Reconstructed

Redefined

Ruined

Pure sacred bodies poisoned

Teched by a needle tip

Carving knife

Subtle slice

A little here

A lot there

When does it end?

You just won’t rot

When it is your time to expire

In the starved ground

You will stay

Us organic folk

Will be one with the earth

Quench it’s urgent thirst

You clutter the earth

Clog up landfills

You become garbage

Your once fleshy body 

Cannot decompose

Eventually your million dollar parts

Will be washed by the river

Ground into dust

Blown by the wind

But they will always remain

On the earth you did not want to be seen in

Common Place

Another stroke on the chart

Anxiety

Trepidation sets in

Manic

Neurotic

Phsycotic

Paranoia is too common place

Many shifting eyes

Close to claustrophobia

Smothered strained

Paranoia is too common place

Wind pipe being squeezed

Hands around my neck

Gasping for air

Just a dream

I thought it was dream

Paranoia is to common place

People scare me

So harmless

It just the ones in my head

They could take more than just a bite

Flash in and out of my head

Never stay for long

Paranoia is too common place

Never find enough time

I wear ten watches

To keep an eye

On the sands that slip

Father time is getting old

Paranoia is too common place