June Third Every Year

i'm feigning a faint
claw at the walls and the floors and scrape up the paint
note that the finish is finished
and ain't many things i can do, 'cept maybe polish what ain't
yet been covered with tape or a bungled attempt at repair
stare and i stare
wish that it were all just the same kind'a scrape
oh! what an artist i'd make!

all that i know is from all the things i never read
quoting indirectly from all the things i never read
thumbing through the notes now, but no one'll ever notice that
maybe i ain't that well-read
oh, but i ain't that well-read
what if i ain't that well-read?

steady-as-she-goes is just as steady as i'll go
in finding out what's here

i wish i could sing
wish that someone would identify with me and sing as i mean it to be
crammin' all the syllables in like this dream
i had in two thousand thirteen
where all of the bodies move cleanly in sequence
and something is there
i can't see a thing, but i know that they're there
quoting and quoting and quoting
what i ain't quite yet read
what if i ain't that well-read?
oh but i ain't that well-read

Two Thousand Thirteen

Barbershop-sorta vocal from bridge of "Two Thousand Thirteen"

Two Thousand Thirteen Vocal Thing

Please, Father Christmas
If you're out there, wouldya hear me out?
I know you're awful kindsa busy and tied up right now
Put the kids and their wishes aside
'Cos y'know they don't even deserve a tenth'a what they're askin'
I'm not exactly one to beg even in dire times
But my hair is fallin' out and I ain't got an appetite
Please bring me Christmas joy
Perhaps in the form of some cannabis oil

No no no no no no
No chemo for Christmas

Sean Eldon