let the badness build

until it grows legs and fists

footfalls scurrying, looped in the mind

around the inside - try to unwind

you can’t do it alone you clearly can’t

let the badness build ; it’s beautiful

but you can’t - i’m just being truthful

reverting to old feeling less than new

but footfalls pounding, what is there to do

interruption : falsified feelings, wasted money

but now it’s all okay, honey