have a break, my dear

please, don’t lie to yourself
maybe you’re the greatest
but not today, my friend

while being on neutral ground
I look at rocks, boulders and gemstones
a fossil now and then seems to cry
yelling in my head, fading echos

I’m no fuel now
I still have a bright future
don’t you dare puny mortal
to even let me think I’ve gone extinct
that’s not how my story went

so I just sling shot a bird
I did it with two stones
whilst the blood spattered
on Davy’s boney skull

and you wanted to know
the stories and tales of my drawings
while I just had a need
to eat

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