ramble

It seemed so out of context
For one with a small dog complex
And that anyone nearby could be
someone with an eye for me
then you set out to prove
That my feelings deserve to move
My heart with its hope set
on the one that it first met
or have you been listening?
Because your forehead's glistening
with thoughts of bloody mutiny
cursing the love you had for me
and sailing into its sunset
as soon as it found an outlet
for its messy implication
and affair with our whole nation
but it seemed so out of context
for one with a small dog complex
because apathy will find you
when you finally learn how to
chain a runaway emotion
and lose yourself in an ocean
of people still to know
until I strike the final blow
that lifts up the blindness
that I'm doing you a kindness
by leaving