Dedicated to the one who said
"So the shit hits the fan and you think you're a poet?" To which I now say, artists and intellectuals are NOT the same animal.

you wanted a new spiral
a cyrstal born out of the fire
was it for me or you?
this linear path is calling my name
and when i look back
it all seems the same

you never told me the difference
between the sky and the ground below
between destruction and growth
when the midlife crisis hits
and you've a baby on the way
all you'll hear me say is:
been there, done that.