Nobody Exists On Purpose

As a promise to her unborn child she gave up Lent for Lent
She gave up snowstorms in the Gulf of Mexico
She gave up palm oil even though she preferred it though
Preferred it on her milk
Preferred it on the dust cover of the Bob Dylan record she will never listen to
Because she does not care for Jews

As a promise to former teachers who have recently started sharing racist propaganda on Facebook
He jumped into a hole of self-doubt
And did not emerge
Not even for dinner
He kept rice in his contacts
Chrome in his undercrackers
All for insane purposes
At least, to the glasscutters
All for insane purposes
At least, to the bog lurkers
All for insane purposes

He tried to get up but the hour was in error
The hour was in error
The hour was in error

He tried to get up but the hour was in error
The hour was in error
As forever it was

He tried to get up but the hour was in error
The hour was in error
The hour was in error

He tried to get up but the hour was in error
The hour was in error
As forever it was