Monday, January 05, 2015

2.1338 : 12/31/08 : Fin

Amid all the observation
we neglected to attend
that the siècle would really fin
the millennium would end
and the bastards kicked us
right into the center of the fray
with steep descents and sudden fire
one gorgeous autumn day
now the decade, closing fast
and me soon to be forty
and for all the clichés it’s bad for real
and despite our bold political sortie
I’ve got the fear of the
turn of the century
I’ve got the millennial blues
I’ve got a bad feeling
I don’t know who you are
but I’m destined to walk
a mile in your shoes

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