dis em bo dy

you think you're bob, you're not even george
loving the data like geordi laforge
full future vision in eithers and ors
i see it all leaving - i'm holding the door

fast walker, fast talker, fast eater on offer
the disembabied body in the wilderness alone
dissemble the cycle resemble recycle
you know where to find me, stop holding the phone

you want me to fess up - come on, get your get-up
get your ass out at the end of the day
i should be writing the poems about me
who else will obsess-up to love me that way?

homeschool, uncool, I AM ERROR, murphy's rule
cynical rubinical inclinical kalinnikal
my butt's been busted, done and dusted
want me back so bad, everybody out of the pool

i'm my only soldier, don't you see, i'm
getting older staying sober feigning clover
lucky number, drag me under
green and grinding, torn asunder

mark me up and down for discount
tell me talent's not a miscount
break the sun in brittle pieces
walking, flying, where my peace is

see separate, nay disparate
i want to quit, i can't do it
flagging crisis through to my gut
imagine imogen imagin' her butt

but i'm the one who breaks the sun
who breathes the air, who cocks the gun
my dissolution's no solution
as if i can bring about revolution

is the tuxedo in the room with us?
can you get to merion on the bus?
can you drop it off just so easily
as to fashion everyone so pleased, and see

s'il te plaît, you play and play
see yourself like no one sees you
growing grosster, day by day
construct the fabric as it please you

but it's not really recommended
they say, all say it's never ended
preface feeling life prepended
intolerance to buck extended

the quinine quine just takes its time
an antimalarial alkaloid
we're all watching you die on the vine
an antieffable cosmoloid

but if i've had it, let's not pad it
it's over-looming, soon my dooming
it's outer-spacing shipstate zooming

and i'll take another quiet orbit
i'll take another dreamer's forfeit