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QUICKSAND LAND

from Nature of Reality by G'ODD

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QUICKSAND LAND

Living in a Quicksand Land
Futility, the flame is fanned
Living in a Quicksand Land


It’s like fate just waves the hand
Only fall when it’s time to stand
Debilitating: makes for useless prison
It is not the same as giving up
But like drinking from a leaking cup
That’s enough you not that tough
Need some contact with human kindness
Stop those searing eyes craving blindness
For a few hours just to feel human
Traded for the more time you’ll need exumin’
Breaks you down grinds you to dust
You’ll try again because you must
Then the next day, same obstacles, same thing
No bell get ding, you sling no bling
It seems like the best bet is sitting still
And that’s when you fall ill
Challenged even by the common cold
At that point it’s like it’s time, just fold

Living in a quicksand land
Swallows any thing I plan
Living in a quicksand land
Makes boy from man, I cannot plan
Living in the quicksand land
Frustration more than I can stand
Stuck here in the quicksand land
Futility the flame is fanned






Like an hourglass that’s packed full with sand
Sinking faster reaching out one hand
Struggling only makes it worse
Outstretched, clawing at vines and curse
Facing those who might help feels sometimes worse
Than going without, so end up shutting them out
End up on outs don’t know what that feud’s about
At what distance does absence make the heart grow fonder
And how much time for an abscess to heal and bleach that hair blonder
The daily scheme of which you ponder
Think you recognize someone just over yonder
Your stuck on the same trip a lost cause
Rebel teddy bear that without his paws
Take a bow on stage to no applause

Living in a quicksand land
Swallows any thing I plan
Living in a quicksand land
Makes boy from man, I cannot plan
Living in the quicksand land
Frustration more than I can stand
Stuck here in the quicksand land
Futility the flame is fanned
Sinking in the quicksand land
So much more that you can stand

Duct tape all down her neck’s nape
Applied by consent, no attempt at rape
She said you’re like an ape in good shape
You get irate when you can’t mate
And if she irritated, leave you ventilated
Left in a state don’t fill your plate
never satiate or player hate
It’s a hater’s fate
You’ll be tape bait
Know what await for this endearing trait
Rip and tear the grip on bed posts and night stands
Wound round wrists and hands
Got your grip
That was your tip as your chattering lip felt that nip
Wait one whip to strip and sip Sangre de drip
Sadistically penetrate in you slip
And again fall like a black shawl
Why stall when you’re going to the crystal ball

That’s the key word, make it bearable
But leaves you tear-able, not so terrible?
That’s a matter of opinion, or so you think
Kinda like whether or not you really stink
Drooling into the restroom sink
Bearable easily can become regrettable
The same way it’s irrefutable, there’s no life in a cubicle
Hang up on nails, think you’re cute-ical
In all matters disputable, blow up doll you inflatable
Un-mate-able? Don’t blow up doll, I don’t hate,
Not necessarily innate, I’m simply unable
always welcome at my table


She said it’s in BC powder and Icy hot I must invest and if I’m too cheap
Then simply get a good night’s sleep, wake up fully rested
More like the barred shards to give me power, and a bullet proof vest
A motion detector to go beep beep while we go at it in the shower
Until you’ve been bested
Upon these matters she could not be pressed
So I said that’s it circle the wagons we’re moving out west
We’ll mark the trail with our tramp stamps and when we get
Cramps we’ll stop to set up camps,
Find new drinking buddies and sources of monies
In the light shown from our lamps, we’ll illuminate
LA Playboy bunnies and keep them damp
Do the math, in order to avoid the path’s wrath
We’ll wheel and deal and when all else fails
Then steal
If that doesn’t fill our pails we’ll hit international waters to hunt whales
On the high seas, chewing Flinstone vitamins to stay clear of disease
Sea sick when the deck goes topsy turvy, needing dentures while recovering
From scurvy
And all this trouble ‘cuz you won’t take me to the shower and let me get all pervy



Living in a Quicksand Land
Futility, the flame is fanned
Living in a Quicksand Land

Living in a quicksand land
Makes boy from man, you can ot plan
Stuck here in the quicksand land
Frustration that no man can stand
Sinking in the quicksand land

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from Nature of Reality, released February 1, 2024

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