Franklin's Test

Franklin's Test                                                       April 9, 2006

Did you manage to fuck everything to hell?

Did you manage to lose the deal that was sealed?

Did you manage to piss off the girl

You asked out to the dance?

Well, I did.  I did, indeed.

And so it goes without saying, the pain has a stench.

I had worked so hard to make all so perfect,

But I failed Franklin's test, indeed, you see,

And as I know all too well, mistakes just bleed and bleed.

Some say it's all in the head, and they'd be right,

For I can't construe the story book ending

Without some kind of raging bull charging

Through the mob gathering-celebration.

Hey Joe, I want you to look into my eyes

And tell me whatever it is you see.

I can only gather it's the sight of a fuck-up artist

Inadvertently seeking to wrong what's right.

Look into my eyes, and tell me what you see.

I promise you that I won't bite.

Just tell me if you see something worth forgiving.

I know my people don't care.