Talk is cheap
and real change is elusive
despite my aspirations
to be bitter and reclusive
they just keep calling
me to serve again
and destiny just keeps
swerving when
I try to get a bead
succumb to a dull inevitable
So I served the stable
now I get to inherit the bull
no labors of mythology
to layout the elusive way
stuck mucking out my own mess
waiting for something to form my clay
what
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