The Supremacy of Pure Artistic Feeling
My girl and I we started fostering dogs
Shit’s a hassle but they help to keep her calm

She’s seen a lot so have those pups
They connect in a way that’s fun for me to watch

She’s young and she’s beautiful and she’s warm
But my head is always on what it’s on

My little projects some are decades long
Some near completion most are a ways off

Somehow scattered and at the same time fixated
I think I get that from my mom she’s such a busy lady

My girl’s making efforts to be more social
Says it would mean a lot if I would try it with her

Wall of flowers between myself and dinner guests
Chain and stanchion between myself and all the rest
Hot air between myself and any room
Flaming sword between myself and the whole wide world

That sort of information ties you to a song
You grow close to me and we form a bond

That’s how it works you, you buy in willfully
And this is as close as I get to intimacy