Gratitude

I wish I could die And then get re-spawn With the trembling parts Cut out of my head A face for existence A pen to ignore I accept all my thoughts That I must self-med Where's your precious alchemy to glow Small, the world becomes When it becomes your private show You throw a smile I'm a jealous clown You ratchet up your views I hope to read to you I don't like a crowd You're a thankless mistake An escape from my latitude Therefore, gratitude Repress or suppress Both static I guess Whichever gets me further When I'm sober I obsess To chase with persistence To wrestle to the floor I accept all my drives As the source of my distress