10k Paroles

To feel lived in
Yet hollowed out
If I had a nickel
For every foot lodged in my mouth
Night to day
Groaning and awake
To feel lived in
I guess I'll slither on
No task I can't put off
Afraid
Just to see it through
So I'll just put it off
And I'll just slither on
And digress
Thumbing through a lexicon turned dust
It's been ten thousand days
Since the hex
A maze malign
But never ends
Jaw's agape Didn't learn a thing in ten thousand days
I guess I'll slither on
I guess I'll slither on