Caravan

There's an abscess In the temporary absences We grant ourselves When stashes under mattresses deplete And spirit vanishes An absence of compassion Passing glances pass for interaction Defended the traps of this contraption Oh Now only for the sake of argument We're all left bleeding by the monument With failing vision Willing to neglect what care demands Caravan I've a sickening suspicion that I soon won't have a seat Clinging viciously to every bit of property Seething from the knuckles Buckled under moonlit certainty In this ceremony It never occurs to me I've been complicit in a quick descent Less and less traction on the cold cement Another barrier to make for easier command Caravan Bleach and riesling Peace isn't easy Reason for being Not everything is pleasing Nor should it all ever need to be peachy But don't tell me we're all trying completely Don't tell me we're all trying completely