My head it has been spinning as I look back on my years
I fear I’ve been restricting both laughter and tears.
Living like a WASP with a stick poked up my ass,
far too apt of a description, though I grant that it is crass.
I have been a victim of crimes that I did perpetrate;
need to escape this mental prison before it’s all too late.
Now I’ve a clearer vision of the sphere I’m living in,
and my new perspective’s rejecting sickly sweet saccharine.
Gotta reach for the heavens, man, set sight on the stars!
Kneel at altar of Venus while giving sacrifice to Mars.
Contraindications, contradictions and contrarians
urge us to live life of ascetic while showing aesthetic of sin.
What’s your vector, Victor? Which way are we being pushed?
If my body is a temple then is my temple’s incense kush?
Bubble I’ve been living in is at its breaking point;
feel the pull of food, wine, sex and an extra tight rolled joint.
Mostly lived life as a Boy Scout, done a good turn daily,
will courteous, kind, obedient be replaced by debauchery?
Sometimes in the course of human events we must set politics aside
izquierda diablo, derecho ángel, gotta figure out just what I can abide.
I am not alone in my great big, king-sized bed,
my mate sleeps by my side, unaware of thoughts within my head.
Middle of the night is apt metaphor for my middle years;
seems that my clutch is slipping and all I’m doing’s grinding gears.
Emotions are the spice we need to make life savory
but getting sucked in by their power can affect us adversely.
We’re all in need of finding balance as we walk high rope that’s tight,
paradox of staying grounded while soaring is eternal plight.
There’s a rush of emotion that’s turning me around
need to integrate my thoughts, hopes, dreams, make a decision sound.
Thoughts and feelings that rush through my mind lying here in bed
are things I need to explore more fully someday before I’m dead.
It is with anticipation that I face my coming day,
thankful for the blue skies that will soon chase away the gray.
Need to treasure every moment as they’ll never come again;
and I’m feeling optimistic on way life’s begun to spin.