Imitation [Poem]

Imitation

It's hot in a lie, might be hotter when you die,
Hold on to what you got, 'cause time's gonna fly.
I got the answers to the world, don't you want to know?
You answer my question with a question, you reap what you sow.

They say imitation is flattery, they say imitation is suicide,
I imitated them and talked about imitation 'till I died.
What good is a river to the thirsty if it says it's a mountain?
Eternal life is microscopic, it never comes to you in a fountain.

Clearly I see, it's the wrong time for this puppet show,
I think you can't see my wrists, but somehow you know.
Sometimes dirt and grime, it can look like silver,
My words are knives, and honestly, I never meant to kill her.

Immortality [Poem]

Immortality

Relevance we desire, but reality is tart,
The lights fade while astronomers fiddle in the dark.
Straining for the impossible, top hats get lost in the fog,
Immortality rests on the snout of a dying dog.

I've seen it done before, they say that's a fine start,
But they're wrong, that's not the beginning, I've yet to play my part.
The last inspired, deep in us, a first,
Life motivated by fear is the definition of cursed.

Hung by trepidation, quartered by desires,
But that's what makes us human - and for good campfires.