I'll Finish This Book Later

I'll Finish This Book Later - Good Tiger

Dive into the land of paper cuts and ink stained cufflinks

These words open doors

Keep a record of your receipts

To remind you of the joy of the sunset escape

The poem will bring you down

Your hatreds float away like butterflies

And maybe you'll read this tonight

Gain credence through what you'll recite

Dust the page often

Take your time

Though it seems a constant duel

When you feed yourself the words that open up the child in you

Grab the bourbon from the shelf

This moment needs to be cemented cemented

The poem will bring you down

Your hatreds float away like butterflies

And maybe you'll read this tonight

Gain credence through what you'll recite

And maybe you'll read this tonight

Dust the page often

Take your time