I Am Not Waiting Anymore

I am red in tooth and claw God's favorite child's been bloodied from the brawl And this bitterness was killing me all day long I am not waiting anymore, I am not waiting anymore Now I've been blowing through time like nickel slots In a windowless room on a credit card Flash it like a semaphore, a vague drafty metaphor I am not waiting anymore I've been a keen eyed observer Of movements of concentric parts The bodies of bones and breasts, And unmapped chambers of hearts And the sand in hand's been turned to glass Like a turbo filled with life that's passed You can toss it off the balcony and listen for the crash I am not waiting anymore, I spent 8 long years, working on my screenplay It's a teen movie with young actresses that plays to the middle aged I've read between the lines, I have been wrong every time Burn up on the altar, but I am fine I am not waiting anymore, I am not waiting anymore I am not waiting anymore.

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