My mistakes were mythic
Islands of stupidity
Couldn't find it in myself to give
Her even one inch of intellectual room
Asshole, Matt Be Thy Name
Jumped off my ego-platform
Ended up at the feet of an angel
Never trust angels to help you back up
Just raw potential now
And I find comfort
Nestled in this warm embrace
Needing it more all the time
Always confused now,
But happy
I call this life to order
Old business is to be
Buried in the backyard
For now
~Matt Magus
P.S. Last one for tonight folks, sorry but I have to get up fairly early tomorrow...~MM
