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ROPING THE ROPE*

Suck your coffee with a straw
Duck the bullets of the law
Save the frayed ends of a string
Dine with oysters for a fling

Knead my knuckles with a rope
F*** the critics with some hope
Mash the pink flesh of a breast
Let me in I'm a worthy guest

Hoping is hopeless
Coping is shameless
Doping is blameless
I'm just roping the rope.

Carve the candles with some light
Kill the cactus thorns with sight
Spank the red cheeks of despair
Pretend you do it like you care

Bring this solace to an end
I walk the road destined to bend
Beyond my sight I only hear
The creaky creepings of my fear

Hoping is hopeless
Coping is shameless
Doping is blameless
I'm just roping the rope.

-RODION, August 4, 2011

*song idea I've been trying to finish for over a year now. Feels done. I wish I was a musician--the music to this is already finished in my head, but I suck at "arrangements".