B O O T C A M P

i must obey the rules
i must be tame and cool
no staring at the clouds
i must stay on the ground
in clusters of the mice
smoke is in our eyes
like babies on display
angels in a cage
i must be pure and true
i must contain the view
there must be something else
there must be something good
far away
far away from here
far away
far away from here
far away
far away from here
far away
far away from here
nothing is for good
for good


back to down on the upside