Muscle Memory

not for the first time
blood on the gym floor
arcs like a rainbow round
not so appalling
to wring my own neck
names on the gauze; absent

play along
cos i know the chords
muscle memory


wisdom is clumsy, enlightened
by stereo evangelists
listen, to decode, so badly
the meanings in allegory

take what seems to get you down
and follow misinterpretations

play along
cos i know the chords
muscle memory


gracious, but casual, hang on
to every word transmitted from
playlists and albums, just knowing
the fawning is just secondary

left inhibitions at the door
regrets are met with open arms 

YEAH

play along
cos i know the chords
play along
muscle memory

you'd like me better if i liked you less

clumsy, and awkward, in public
you spill around in stationary
motion, seasick, from speaking
the morals of your influence

limbs cast fondly to the sea
remember who you used to be?