Half A Pi To A Wiseman.

You took away the top of the world Ran around wearing a hat I'm left with south Right in never being wrong Everybody thinks they know I don't Never did Questions are my answers I met the wisest man By butterflies and tigers Said forget everything I know Said all we keep is fool's gold I got up forgot the entire way Rubbing palms in perfect nature Two-Thirds Confessional Don't listen to me I'm on …

…There are variations of one way To feel it Have I known it Why am I afraid to say it Is it an illusory biological trick Think of things as fine Pent up and spilling I've dealt with the tangible Sex is mathematics Justice is dead Fear, Innocence, guilt, grief, sympathy all just emotions Such a beautiful waste in this desert landscape My life as I know it Colossal and jagged This confession is useless.