Knock knock,
are you there?
Sorry to wake you, my fellow bear
I'll slip this song under a rock somewhere
So you can hear it when it's
summer
It hurts to hear you been exhausted
I've seen too many people
'round me haunted
By the cruelest to- do lists
Longer than the end credits of
movies
It shocked me to hear about Avicii
Did you see that documentary?
I read Avicii means hell in Buddhism
And hell is what his dream had become
That scene when he tried
to cancel those shows
Made me think back on some
years ago
So scared of letting anyone down
I worked myself slowly in
to the ground
Felt the cortisol pumping
through my sleep
When an ad flashed by in my
Facebook feed
A cheap DNA cloning kit
Didn't know technology had made
it there yet
Connected it to a USB hub
Dabbed saliva on a cotton bud
Gave my passwords to
all my email accounts
And slowly a body rose from
the ground
With more clones of me we
would have more time
One could write the tune
and the other the rhymes
A third could focus on the business
And a fourth would send greeting
cards for Christmas
But soon our focus fell apart
I said "guys, if all of us do our part
We could make it to the moon with our art
Not because it's easy,
but because it's hard
But because it's hard"
I heard the clones bragging
About all the sleep
they'd been missing
They posted vids of them sipping
On a smoothie while their eyes
were twitching
Coffee for lunch, email for dinner
In those press photos we've
never looked thinner
Exhaustion only happens to a winner
Wear it like a badge of honour
It was not until clone number one
Was hospitalized with palpitations
That they asked themselves
what they'd done
And were horrified by what
they had become
And the slaves turned on their master
Filmed me while they
kicked my ass there
And posted it with the caption
"Smash the capital
ist sys tem"
So I hope you slept
well in your bear's den
I hope you're back on your feet again
But if you should need the time to
Take the next month off and I'll cover for you