Defined Desire

As I've grown older dreams seem less and less out of reach and more and more just plain ridiculous.  My dad would probably just tell me that this is how life is; full of disappointing disappointments.  I don't think I can live that way, live that way.  No offense dad, do what you do brah.  I require careful outlet management.... aka I'm emotionally high maintenance.  So sorry Katie......  Soon I get better.

I'm pretty sure I need to find a job that lets me exercise my creativity; I understand that every job has shit parts.  I know I won't be happy 100% of the time but I can ask for a cool 75% 25% can't I?  Some of you negative a-holes would say, "Steve, he's so disconnected from the real world. Blah blah... Lets go eat scones."  Yeah, you sconey fuckers know who you are.  And some of you are wondering, "Geez 26 and still hasn't gone a day past 18." But you're all fucking wrong, I was born in 83' and I'm definitely not 18.  I have official documents to set my affairs in order and everyone knows you stop growing pubic hair after you're like 17 anyways so don't try to pull that shit on me again, Dave.

I will make the most of this life.  I will make the most of me.  And maybe all that is me is playing magic the gathering on the pro circuit..... but it probably isn't.
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DEFINED DESIRE

I used to fly ceremoniously
With wax wings of Icarus.
Daring the son's reach.

Preemptive goliath hands
Wringing fear from broken body
Caught thoughtlessly.
A false ride on a fabricated truth.
Ending deep within the belly of the beast.

Scathed by tooth and tongue alike,
Fear of mouthy spawn
Arrives to freeze and paralyze
My gift.

My course shall be my guardian.
Warcry aloud, to send scattered trixies off,
By defined desire.
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