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Remember intention relies on chance, not you
Addictive personality has driven me here
Wait, no, pause, right, straight, there
Warped perceptions are poisonous
Not much different in our lives
Just completely different in our realities
Different isn't always bad, I say
I am not saintly just seen this before
And now I want my money back
At least I have a sophisticated emptiness
One with a mid-aged Valiums shuffle
I watch the new depressed mom walk her infant
Wondering if she’s shy or just ignorant
Again here we go
Butterflies landing to rest on my privates
Too delicate to swat or squish away
Onlookers whispering the obvious
Why must everyone have intentions?
Maybe today mine will be to swat away
Swat beauty and grace like those cops did to me
All with utility belts and no clothing
Just color-coded jock straps
According to, and yes, intentions
At least well mannered while vulnerable
Our youth skip by in plastic sandals
Where toe tags tattoo their upcoming T.O.D.
I closed my laptop so sick and tired
Of Betty Boo avatars and rested to people watch
I thought of those avatars I've grown to love
Yet intentionally they will inevitably just disappear
I was already uneasy just coming from my dentist
Who has much pride in being an amateur porn star?
Intentionally I avoid as much mouth contact
As possible during our appointment scheduled affairs
As I walked into the restaurant, lunch was being served
Same old cliche, smoking or are you fun?
I am now so outnumbered I dare not say the truth
It never used to bother me, but now is my exit plan
Well my intentions are right here where I stand
No I not care for those who not follow the rules of debate
Anyways I had just enough coins to launder my turtle
That included soap and good intentions, the spin cycle, well….
Can you believe my tongue is still blue from lunch sausage?
I wonder, if you could give it all up, what would you do?
I have not motivations, only intentions
To buy into your lies here
Do I need a reason? Who you are or what you are?
My essence reads here, now, in this moment, why?
Because bloodshed for the first time was not enough
I want magical qualities called talent
I must provoke myself to be absurd and relevant
Challenge all rules and seek what’s in it for me
Is it that we are or what we do?
Influenced by the challenges of our time
Plays out inherently to our own song
In all emotions I feel my own intentions feeding
But my emotions are a matrix of thoughts from instinct
Intentionally relying on intentions
This is my war and your fatalities but I now know
Someone knew things would turn out this way
For intentions Define whom I am, and what I do
Am I a metaphor talking like a child? Making cross connections
Your inspiration cocoons intention
Inventing my own universe, Galaxies much to big
Let’s make an experiment and bring it to life
The only actions held sacred hold one’s with intention
Camera specs offer variations of intentions
Yet all truth is in every doubt, and this my friend
Tis what intentions are all about
Intentions relying intentionally I suppose