dirty lament

let me be clear
so i can sling mud
bravely

all over the face
quite over the fence
concerning concerts

and royal tents
and all the hullabaloo
i'm running out of

bits to chomp
and circling
the petting zoo

too nervous
to touch
too breakable

you must have known
that my spirit
is continually crushed

so it didn't hit too hard
when my day started great
till i remembered who i was