broken cart before the horse

      this is a lonely fucking planet. when you don't trust a soul.  The people here can be so dumb and cruel and if i'm lucky i will bind myself to one.
     then we will fight a duel.
for this mawkish lame gruel
thats straight ripped from nerve pool
thats supposed to bejewel
any chance for renewal
of this strange creatures spool

     it's no way to approach
what could be not so cruel
if i just kept the rule
you can't kick out the stool
and still rise on schedule
but sometimes i can't fight
what a callous old fool
irredeemably trite
i can steal life from light
broken down parasite
bind yourself to this plight
stoop yourself to this mite

I might kite my last rite
keep myself from your sight
just to spare you this cruel
undesirable fool