Awake, With the new Flesh

Awake with new flesh
Eyes turn to the closest corner
Pain in the lower back
So much time spent wasting away,
when will I rise to greatness as destined?

Days pass along
Birds sing their hymnal songs
In the morning when I wake hungry,
I refuse the morning brew

Forcing new rhymes
The television static blares
I keep it on for the noise
Only keeps me so sane

I fall asleep and it still blares
The images seem to crawl my hair
And chills as they haunt inspiration
Clean, premature ejaculation

Awake with new flesh
I haven’t taken my medicine
And so thrilled with this freedom
I wake to seize the day
To embrace the summer’s blaze