Over prescribed

under the mister

we had survived to

turn on the history channel

and ask our esteemed panel

why are we alive

and here's how they replied

you're what happens when two substances collide

and by all accounts you really should've diedstretched out on the tarmac

six miles south of North Platte

he can't stand to look back

at sixteen tons of HAZMAT

and it's what goes

undelivered undelivered

and it's a nervous tic motion of the head to the leftit's a nervous tic motion of the head to the left

exorcise your cells till you're bereft

'cause it's a nervous tic motion of the head to the left

splayed out on a bathmat

six miles north of South Platte

and he just wants his life back

what's in that paper knapsack

it's what goes undeliveredover imbibed

under the mister

barely alive wecover the blisters in flannelthough the words we speak

are banalnot one of them's a lie

not one of them's a lie

you're what happens when two substances collide

and by all accounts you really should've

died