Still Getting It Done

I cut a clean line—seek no rest

Running for forever; is it forever yet?

Chase the old self with an elephant gun

Hurtle down Vollintine—hurtle to a setting sun

Keep clear—watch it from here—

Never shovel coal—I’m the engineer

From the bluest night to the indigo dawn

Backspace; got a whole life to retcon

But I’m still getting it done

But I’m like Johnny Beyond

Still swinging

I’m in it

It’s in me

Telling me to throw my body into the sea

The beast busts chains, reigns for a millennium

Getting some—by which I mean switches

To the backs of the legs

Merry-Go Frankie drinking it to the dregs

I can’t provide a mandamus writ

Because it’s in me and I’m in it

But I’m still getting it done

And I’m like Johnny Beyond

Still running