Get Some Shut I

from by Touch A.C.

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day one, philosophical zombie.
i saw a sign depicting Christ as Harambe.
and the Constitution used for origami.
how they turned a demagogue into a god is beyond me.
man i don't fuckin' know what the day is.
i just view it from the sewer goin' apeshit.
so much Buddha i can taste it.
i ain't talkin' bout Siddartha i'm talkin' gettin' faded.
even i must attest that i sometimes stray
but it's like the advice Dan tossed my way:
"treat the hoes like queens and the queens like hoes"
because when you learn you ain't your body, you can not lie low.
i spy through the Violet Lens
a trajectory from which i cannot make amends.
hive-mind hidin' most finite trends
is why sidelines in the limelight's my shit.

Doc told me i could use some some rest
but we work too hard to leave a night unblessed.
i told him you could use a blink yourself
but when you living in Anatta i guess you -aintcha- self, huh?
Frames told me i could use some some rest.
but we work too hard to leave a night unblessed.
i told him you could use a blink yourself
but when you living in Anatta i guess you -aintcha- self, huh?

i'm sittin' out. lookin' weird but pensive.
rebel against your circuitry and face detention blocks.
hoppin' over.
shots.
the moment sober felt like the moment wasted
couldn't go slower.
prolly wouldn't now, even if i could.
Nacirema told me, "don't go easy on 'em, should
you decide to do it that way then don't do it at all."
so i'm steady writin' poems while the sky still falls.
i'm the opposite of Christmas
conscious but obnoxious with the sick shit;
mad scientist plus meniscus.
fuck around and piss me off,
i'll have your bitch lickin' my balls with the tip of her proboscis.
defender of the faith of the faithless.
if there is no self then this wasteland's basic.
we could all use a mirror nearer placement,
i just wonder if i'd have the guts to face it.

amidst this consciousness restriction,
i wish this:
if i end up godless, give me thick skin.
next thing you know,
they're gonna take 'em away.

credits

from Live from Anatta, released February 24, 2017
Lyrics by Touch A.C.
Produced by Dr. Dundiff
Recorded, Mixed, Mastered by Frames Danco @ Framehouse
Louisville, KY

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