Apocalypse Eucalyptus

Need is not quite the same thing as understanding
While catharsis is nearly unbending brutality,
“have a care” is more like languorous laziness,
spleen is more like an internal organ than a rickshaw
But I walk the forest trail, left foot unshod,
With my right foot lacking a sock but sporting
A size 10 EEE black wingtip with a hole in the sole,
Safety is not the same as temptation and temptation
Is not the same as argument, while argument is not
The same as puff balls, puff balls being much closer to
Broiled asparagus and a knuckle sandwich,
Yet, still lonely I trod on, my unshod foot
Knowing the excrement that kisses my toes
Seeks out the deepest crannies of my fungus ridden
Toe nails, toe nails are not like jaguar teeth or a
Tortoise’s shell, but more like a hooker’s heart
Sentiment is not sediment even though they look alike,
Harmonious is nearly the same as laborious and lugubrious
If you hate good music and don’t much care for oil,
Thrifty is not the same thing as cantankerous
While cantankerous is the same thing as a tankard
A lizard man is not the same thing as a spark plug,
Nor is cat woman the same thing as an oak tree,
A cup of joe is nearly the same thing as a boot in the butt,
A cropper is, well, I’m not certain what a cropper is
But I know I’ve often come one…