Adam Kadmon Body Mass Index - 22

you are more than chemicals

you are more than endless fractals

meek wonders of a wayward sun

you are more than another run

cunning · circular · all precious feats

all those secrets waiting to leak

no wonder

how duped we thought we were

in these realms such things can occur

what if you fail fail to fail

and break right through?

what would you fight?

what would you push against?

what if the struggle did end?

what would become of us then?

i’d rather spend my life banging on a wall

than walk right through an open door

coming full circle on our

hands and feet

all these ends are waiting to meet

if you don’t make it

you can always coast

you never give up the ghost

what if you fail fail to fail

and break right through?

what would you fight?

what would you push against?

what if the struggle did end?

what would become of us then?

i’d rather spend my life banging on a wall

what if you fail fail to fail

you’d walk right through

nothing to fight

nothing to push against

what if the struggle did end?

what would become of us then?

so what’s supposed to be the meaning of it all

if i can walk right through that open door