I’m not trying to tell you what to do but...
You’ve gotta make something bigger than yourself
In a small moment.
You’ve gotta see the moon through the eye of a needle
and splash oceans when jumping puddles
You’ve gotta give the finger to meteors who just wanna
rain on your parade
You’ve gotta take a shot and
pin robin hood to the fuckin tree
Dip your fingers in a bubbling pot of
make believe
and lick the bowl clean
Be sated.
You’ve gotta make something bigger than yourself in a small moment.
Hand David a small rock
and teach him how to throw it
Make a deal with Medusa just so you can taste her venom.
Ask him if he knows where god is
Ask her if she’s spoken to father time
You gotta tell a scientologist “hey man, you might be right…”
and ask jesus to fix that wobbly leg on your dining table
you gotta rewind a melody secretly hopin you will
hear the devil speakin.
You’ve gotta make something bigger than yourself
In a small moment.
Tell him you love him like the mountains love to caress clouds
Tell her she makes you believe in
porn again
Stick a toothpick in the earth and move mountains
Move a tongue and move history
shoot epiphanies out of clichés and rock the walls with a slingshot
You gotta perceive love in a sentence
hate in a question mark
read between the lines
but burn the fuckin paper nonetheless.
You’ve gotta make something bigger than yourself
In a small moment.
DWD 2011
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