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A BREEZY HOLIDAY
oh, to the coast
spring or summer, i don't keep track
in the astounding grass that sways with every breeze
it seems as tall as me
the most convincing argument to make me stay
a breezy holiday
ode to the ghost tapping shoulders
"awake my guests" and "we've all day to rest"
in pieces on the breeze are kisses blown to me
from your distant, foreign shore
they've come all this way
a breezy holiday
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A SPRING IN MY STEP
there's a spring in my step
and it feels like winter outside
wasn't it just yesterday
when we were shaking summer from our fingertips?
maybe i'll build a fire
the neighbors will think i'm crazy
wasn't it last saturday
when they were shaking their heads in pity when you fell?
well, they can dress
like sadomasochists
if they want
i wouldn't tell a soul
there's a shop on the left
and they sell everything you need
but would never think to buy
like a special eraser for your fingerprints
i hope to see them soon
when are they going to come back?
the sign says "closed for summer"
when you were shaking their hands did they feel like liars?
when they confess
like pyrite alchemists
on a jaunt
they'll have to sell their souls
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A THOUGHT FOR A DREAM
when the car goes up in flames
and the people stop to stare at burnt remains
they glow
like the first day of school
like the first time you realized you'd never be cool
and that was cool
oh, the first day
now the homes turn upside-down
and the people fall out without will and drown
now they know
they never had a chance
they never would have realized originally
what this all means
a thought for a dream
and all the rest turn underground
with faces so ugly, desperate, and hungry
full mouth, full belly
wavering in the complexity
of what this all means
oh, a thought for a dream
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A THOUSAND GOOD REASONS
hot wax to keep you warm
i need a friend like i need a storm
and that's not what i meant to say
i've got a thousand good reasons to be scared anyway
i need an answer
no, i need a question
i've got a thousand good nightmares
but a dull conversation
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A WHISPER UNDER EVERY PILLOW
soft, brief glances to remember
constrained, collected molecules
halfhearted eyes, one must commend her
instinct urged her to refuse
and whisked away for dorm room pillows
in a slight, enchanted car
past a blur of wilted willows
to retain or to discard
but her blurs not forgotten
will not remind her of those trees
nor of me
it’s hard to recognize the right time
before the wrong time’s presence looms
and in five states and one lifetime
she’ll sleep in a hundred rooms
and under every pillow
her whisper betrays her remorse
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ADVICE FOR NEWLY DIVIDING CELLS, A LULLABY
hey there little one, don’t wield that sword
lest you die with the hoards and
lest you waste away in boredom, a simpleton
a reflection, a stick in the proverbial mud
and now the sunrise of your life
and now the sunrise of your life
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ALL MY KNIVES
your untimely questions, my automatic response
this uncertainty has brought its own cruel disguise
am i so wise, to always twist up your insides
me and all my knives could never make things right
yeah all those nights, with so many knives
the days wear on
the days wear off
the days wear on everybody’s good intentions
on everybody’s peace of mind
that glance is enough of an answer that’s all but dignified
undermined
now i stop to wonder, just how long we’ll last
but don’t worry about me i’ve got one or two more masks
yeah all my life i’d never do things right
that is, the way you like
that’s one dull knife
the days wear on
the days wear off
the days wear on one another’s impatience
on my selfish way of life
these thoughts are enough of a denial
in lies we’re all solidified
that’s no surprise
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ANNABEL AND HER PLUNDERED PLUMES
plundered plumes left some space to taste with you
the sweets that still sit unadorned in drawers
annabel simply soaks in wishing wells
and collects the wishes as they plunge from tongues
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APOCALYPSE QUEEN
king's not, queen's not making a scene
it's hard to believe i'm not in a dream
turn around, righteous apocalypse queen
40 tons of morals packed like sardines
you're not the kind that reminds me of hate
that's good, you know
that must make it okay
turn around, righteous lucifer king
i'm proud and denied and somewhat obscene
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AROUND THE CORNER
there's a place around the corner
where the boys only cost a quarter
and if i were for sale
i'd only be fifteen cents
and you know that that's a real bargain
even still have my warranty
and if you weren't the least bit pleased with me
you could send me back
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BECAUSE I SWEAR
there is cash in a lunchbox
buried where dirt meets street
there’s a dead baby turtle
that resides in the sea
and i know because i put ‘em there
now you know because i swear
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BLONDES OR BRUNETTES
do you like blondes or brunettes
drugs or castanets
and i'll say goodbye
don't say goodbye to me
drown your sorrows
in a sea of chardonnay
and obsess
do you eat veggies or meat
my heart is incomplete
'til you take a bite
stand back and watch me bleed
toss your cookies
in a sea of pure chlorine
i digress
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BRITTLE BONES
unconvincing and obvious ploys
sympathetic, juvenile noise
shy girls are tripping with hopes that they'll fall
and the crutches won't support them all
snow is scattered, making the walk slippery
footsteps announce arrivals for me
half-removed relatives fall from the sky
and touch your lips on their way to mine
it gets so lonely close to those you love
as you feel them being pulled from above
casts and slings are commonplace, yet disturbing
strengthen all of your brittle bones for me
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CABINETS & COCKTAILS
many splendid heirs will i find
where i cannot walk, weak-kneed
blistered, rosy feet ache for naught
i must exchange blood
to see what i have loved and longed for
far from my door
many spirits fell and will fall
due to frank insights, dear child
and triumphant, they’ll soar again
under autumn trees
in piles of fallen leaves we shall lay
wrinkled and gray
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COURTING CAITLIN
when you wandered away
all i wanted to say was
"hey, come back and keep me warm!"
but you wandered away and i froze to death
you are summer on mercury
and i'm cold-blooded
with veins for ice
your arms will always insolate
my shoulder is yours
when i double-jump you
but do it again and i'll fall in love
so i suppose you should use your own
when i whispered to you
what i knew i should
you made me feel like a fucking jerk
i hope you lose what i gave you (a headache)
but you keep it inside your heart
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DEAR KATY
we fight and we die
every word i said i’d say again
and all the hearts you broke are good as dead
i want revenge
i want hot blood running down my chin as i bite hard
i’ve buried lies alive in your backyard
and it feels good
those ducts were designed
to tear down my defenses
yes, that’s what they’re for
yes, that’s what they’re for
dear, dear katy
won’t you write a song for me
i’ve written scores of songs for you
i’ve written scores and songs for you
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DRIPPY ICE CHESTS
“can you feel the freeze of flavored ice?”
sure, and many may attest
that while searching for an orange crush or a squirt
in the drippy ice chests of bonitafest
i caught you all alone
and showing off, i popped a wheelie
near my section of the crowd
and in the heat some girls were cooling off
so wonderfully endowed with drippy ice chests
a crime i can’t condone
caught you all alone & far from home
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ENJOY THE MISERY
silent and broken
the pieces turn green
green with the jealous jealousy
silver and burning
i turn into heat
restless and tempted to enjoy the suffering
misery speaks freely
free like your enemies
desperate and lonely, it's getting hard to see
'cause the clouds block the sun
and it's the prettiest thing
a silhouette of shadows
is all i remember seeing of you
the glass breaks and the ceiling
so heavy, too much gravity
pulling me to the open fields
turning my insides into wheels
into rust into...
the alarm sounds as i escape
so quickly, too much happening
tearing into me like leprosy
turning my insides into love
into rust into...
'cause the clouds block the sun
and it's the prettiest thing
a silhouette of shadows
is all i remember seeing of you
there's so much i couldn't do
to warn you
these days are dull
but that's nothing new
i am broken
and i am open
and i am blue
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GRANDMA BECOMES THE MOON
out of the bedroom and into the hall
grandma becomes the moon
out of the kitchen, through the living room
grandma becomes the moon
out through the red door and on to the grass
grandma becomes the moon
over the house, caressing the sky
the secret is mine
the foot of the stairs hides a door, a creaking floor,
and a decade-old scent of a life unspent
were you trapped or just hiding in the dark?
i can only remember holidays (same as always)
seeing all those things, i could never explain
under restraints
and sad, i felt the same
day by day we'd find your mind
scattered on the floor like pictures
painted and left behind
there's so much
yeah, they say you'd lost sight of your goal
i'd like to think you were gaining a soul
but what do i know?
it was the first time i saw an empty body
and back to the earth, with the sun so hot
it was shining on us
it was my birthday when grandma became the moon
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HICKEY
"snogging, nogging eggs"
was the best that we could come up with
in far-away hysteria
"plump and pouty lips"
is an image to be reckoned with
and denny's nowhere now
it was a hickey
i thought it was abuse
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HOW'S YOUR HEART HELPING NOW
overwhelmed by your consenting eyes that follow me
to share a moment so confidentially
i’m feeling so much it’s fearful so exciting and lovely
to be somewhere so emotionally, not so innocently
superficially unfulfilled, our hearts lonely
a shallow hole is still a hole in me
if by reckless you mean careful, well ok
i guess you pinned that one on me
i must be standing in a field of red and yellow lies
i’ll paint my own disguise
thank you, thank you.
just another routine catastrophe
will your heart help you through
in an attempt to bend i contend
i contend
i’ll admit that it’s ok, if you admit that it’s all downhill
that could mean so many things now
how’s your heart helping
how’s your heart helping
how’s your heart helping
how’s your heart helping now?
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I'D SMOKE A CIGARETTE
i can be mature
if you want me to be
i can act just like your dad
i can be a rebel
if you want me to be
i can act all tough and bad
because i'm sentimental
i'd ignore the surgeon general
although gagging would ensue
i'd smoke a cigarette for you
i can be sincere
if you'd like me to be
i can act like an actor
i can be an angel
if you'd like me to be
i can fly just like your dad
if you'd ever come around
you'd hear the confidential sounds
although cancer would ensue
i'd smoke a cigarette for you
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LET'S STAY AWAKE
let’s stay awake
the flame the spark ignites
will not be ignored
tonight
it boars
to the core
to the bone
to some
yet we (in awe, transfixed)
send salutations to the moon
let’s speed away
the coast is ours to flee
if seas are perceived
aren’t we?
the curse
we traverse
is perverse
to some
yet we (in furs) show smirks
expunging bodies from the blue
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LONG TIME NO SEE
long ago, in your room
we talked and laughed
and kissed and loved
i felt so good
and so did you
but i wasn't good enough
oh, it's been such a long, long time
i've forgotten what you look like
and oh, we had such good, good times
but those times are gone
now i hear your boyfriend hits you
i'd like to kill him
shoot him dead
i also hear
that you don't mind
what's going through your head?
oh, it's been such a long, long time
i've forgotten what you smell like
and oh, we had such good, good times
but those days are gone
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LUKEWARM
lottery tickets sent from heaven like a ticker-tape parade
while the crackpots aim their weapons at the selfish sky
and she says that she is freezing because the water is lukewarm
and her girlish charm is wreaking havoc on my dreams
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MASQUERADING AS AN ENEMY
giant hands turn wheels that remind me of razor blades
the business man who shaved all day
his golden hair, the palomino's jealous stare
and i am about ready to share my complaints with you
share my complaints with you
retrofit thoughts into the minds of the decadent
waste away america
hollowed-out, these skulls look for partners
the traumatized, they all look for ways to be second best
what a way to be second best
paper hats masquerading as enemies
one swift blow and they fly, fly , fly
no one believes in multiple eyes
everyone sees everything
(it's just a matter of time)
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MOON'S A CROOKED SMILE
hello
another cold and rainy morning
i don't have to go to work
and i can watch the little elves dance
making bridges without glue
i dreamt two cows were pulling caesar
over bridges made by you
'cause the elves need help
they didn't know what to do
and i say you're the queen
goodbye
the moon's a crooked smile
and i don't know what to think
and i'm the king of silver medals
always never second place
daydream in the middle of the night
'cause i'm awake and so is she
we explore the nether regions
'cause it's free
and i say you're the queen
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MORNING LIGHT
small portions fall away and claim your life
when the white is revealed in your eyes
release and bathe flesh in the morning light
to make nice, rather than writhe
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MY TOMORROWS ARE LIKE MY HAIRCUT
gone like kleenex and strength
your mother broke down and cried for you
watch the tears rolling down
the face you assumed was stronger than steel
no, she'll never let go
you've got permanent scars from her loving embrace
skin, thin like the walls
she knows all about your mischievous plan
call it off, you've gone too far
here like hand-me-down clothes
your brother broke in just for you
torn like all good things are
you feel so alive when wind finds your holes
yeah, these holes are like scars
be proud of your scars! they're proud of you!
spray for firmness and style
establish a look or cut it all off
you know tomorrow never comes
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NOW WHO'S THE SADDEST ONE
you used to be so nonchalant, so nonplussed
a lovely grey elephant
now the door is shut, the rope is taught
the cage is clean, but happiness has gone.
now who’s the saddest one
there’s a pack of wild dogs under your sleeves
roll them up so the bastards can breathe
then lay down and watch us devour the dream
i know where i am but i’ve lost my way
with prickly steps on fall-asleep legs all day
since the night is young the sun must have set
it’s colder and darker the younger i get
so i’ll wait for the sun, to warm this world away
and start another day
i politely withdraw my selfish complaints
you’ve suffered enough for a handful of saints
if you could just be strong, i’ll be wrong
now who’s the saddest one
now who’s the saddest one
now who’s the saddest one
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NUMBNESS AND THE ABSENCE OF FEELING
i feel like i should try you on
you could be such a lovely uniform
we decorate, over numb and sedate
i’m filling up with elements of life
it’s overwhelming but i’ve never felt
the slightest disrepair, i’m numb and aware
everyone is alright, alright
look at me i’m running, hiding from the signs
backing away from any thought unkind
stoic in a way that you can underline
it’s taken so long just to build this wall
i’ll step on anything or anyone at all
to separate the dull from the great
i should just understand you cry
how could i be so impassively alive
and muster a wish, to dig us a ditch
that anyone could fall inside, fall inside
selfish and heavy-handed arms
can never hold or help or reach out very far
mindlessness is neglect i’ve heard
i’ve fallen so far from the tree that i’ll always be unsure
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ONLY ASSHOLES CALL SHOTGUN
a flooded home remains
regardless of the flood itself
the blame cannot be placed
on one of many still-moist shelves
beside the funhouse-mirrored photos and stains
nary a life-preserving, waterproof frame
we must recollect ourselves
to allow the past to burn in hell
we’re alive
a coronation
coincides with a new fear of heights
and with that trepidation
we’ll live out our sheltered lives
right through the rafters toward an expanding sky
above the clouds to keep our possessions dry
for now our bodies are arranged
in cars in transit everyday
we’ll take turns sitting in front
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ORGAN CLEARANCE PART 2
sometimes i wish the brain
that thinks the thoughts i think
hadn't been so thoroughly attached
these thoughts
embarrassing
troubling
frightening
frightens me
sometimes i wish the heart
that pumps the blood i bleed
hadn't been so thoroughly broken
i'll have an organ clearance
sometimes i wish the brain
that thinks the thoughts i think
hadn't been so thoroughly attached
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OUR LAST DEFENSE
if you knew about all the ways the battles raged then why
did you have to leave enemies hollowed out with apathy
following me
all i have left is a masquerade of a war-parade and the rain
out pouring souls to have and scold
but i want you to hold
if you took all my sympathy it’ll fit between your thumbs
in both ears what you hear who’s to say i don’t care
i didn’t mean to serve you that i’ve turned it backwards again
this shoulder’s cold and getting old
but i want you to hold
are we friends, immortal enemy
is this our last defense, yeah…
in every way, this is poetry
this is how we know it’s real
we feel.
i thought by now you’d understand me
i thought by now that i would too
a patiently unobstructed view of our new love’s languor
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OVER THE SKY
hell well up to us
stowaway, no one’ll know
and in the backdoor
no glow to escape
merely pure, whirling belief
and back into what everyone would be
four of five experts agree
that in your clearest moment yet
you’ve no time for retrospect
but you want to believe
all under your sheets
to sour your sweets
may may be as dry
or as damp as a flooded
warehouse full of towels
come humbly to me
and i won’t take you away
just back into what rolling over flees
oh, but no, nowhere’s discreet
you can call yourself your home
blow my cloud or float your own
and you don’t want to be with me
all over the sky
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PILOTS WITHOUT HANDS
as i turn my back on demons here
i might as well destroy
the last piece of the puzzle
'cause it's the last thing i'll enjoy
and i'll talk to strangers
stranger than the shriveled-up tin can
post-mortem, ad-hoc excuses fly
for pilots without hands
the dancing bears return my stare
like august sun in june
summertime's the time to die
by hands or claws or fumes
and my binoculars are waterproof
so when i drown i'll see
all my friends so far away
taking pictures of my family
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SAFELY ABANDONED IN FEAR
if it's raining anywhere, it's raining here
without a spot to write your number on
you're lost, just another pawn
the days don't seem to change
another thought that this is nowhere
you want to write another year
the days are all to blame
but after hours, eyes filled with flowers
the world is dark and beautiful
disappears into the usual
where things seem so unattainable
if it's raining anywhere, it's raining here
pretend it's not some kind of nightmare
you got following portraits and prayers
the faces fade come day
shrink back in thought, is this all i'm gonna be?
distraught, no way, i've gotta leave
the sun seems so far away
but after hours, eyes filled with flowers
the world is dark and musical
disappears into the beautiful
where things seem so unattainable
if it's raining anywhere, it's raining here
and now it's here
hand in hand, now it's here
head in hand, now it's here
all my plans, now it's here
safely abandoned in fear
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SMILES FOR EYES
my emotions are so fleeting
that if i don't write them down
i'll forget how i felt
i'm forgetting how i feel now
it's not so much my memory
but the awful way of remembering all the horrible scenes
the broken plans and the tasteless dreams
the nightmares and my enemies
no one should have to have these things
my philosophy is so misleading
that if i don't write it down
i might find myself believing
i might find i've lost what i had found
or lost what i had never found
speaking with a mouth full of flowers
these nectarine words have subliminal powers
with smiles for eyes
there's sun in our lives
everyone should have these things
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SMOLDERING APATHY
and when the lampshade falls
and the curtain calls
the air is dark like day
and now you're underneath
bursts of gasping grief
fall asleep and you'll be safe
and the fire trucks scream
but they've got gasoline
and they say, "let it burn"
the neighbors come out with s'mores
and the hydrant pours
you're ignored
you're unassured
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SPELLING BEE
i'll bet you didn't know
that i won the fifth grade spelling bee
i'll bet you didn't know
that i won an award for penmanship
how could you know
from all those letters
that i sent to you
because i never wrote them in the first place
i just wouldn't know what to say
i'll bet you didn't know
that i had to repeat kindergarten
because i couldn't finger-paint
just like all the other kids
and still i can't finger-paint
just like all the other kids
but i'm not bitter
i guess the public school system
didn't really do its job
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THE ARTICLE
the top of your head, peeking out behind your magazine
said nothing of the amazement in your eyes, infuriated and perplexed
something corroded and sweet fell just so you would rise
and when you rose, i took the words
i hid them in creases
you forgot what you read and i was glad
but in a shoebox, something folded
something exploded in slow, twinkling, fairy-tale eyes
inside the floor shakes
but out here it's sturdy
and soon you'll awake
and remember you're working today
i was there to hold you up, but you'd hear nothing of it
an image i'd love to forget, but i can't
intoxicated, falling down
something resembling the sweet, passing pleasure of a crime
and while some other sweet-talker sweet-talked your ears off
you remembered what you read, but didn't care
in a stupor, something stupid
something resembling the slow, torturous passing of time
again the floor shakes
but this time it's for real
your favorite glass breaks
shattered pieces that heal in your hands
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THE CRIME IS IN THE INTENTION
the hunters sharpen their blades
to cut the irony
of killing so many beautiful things
with such ugly intentions
the crime is in the intention
the men always have their way
with women and weapons and wine
raping the world of everything
without apprehension
that crime will never be mentioned
their crimes will never be mentioned
our crimes will never be mentioned, no
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THE HEART YOU CAN'T IGNORE
at 13 i slid my hand up your shirt
and at 90 i'll believe
that shortly heaven will offer me that moment
as often as i please
oh erin, oh anna
sleep-deprived in sleeping bags
near a steeple i ignore every sunday
they're forgetting what they had
you're yearning for stillness
still alive, but living lies
mine's the heart you can't ignore while it's beating
it's the sound you most despise
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THE INARTICULATE MONK
vultures ring this room
where negativity blooms
ceiling, floor, and wall
every last plane is appalled
break my heart
your world was built with scars
sprinkled with poison guitars
before your lips are hushed
grieve over a twelve-year-old crush
makes you cry
the cross we bear is light as air
i’m livin’ all the way
as all things around me decay
i’m lonesome and drunk
the inarticulate monk
waste away
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THE INSIDES OF HISTORY
one day smack-dab
in the middle of the civil war
a man sat down in his best chair
and smoked a cigar
in california
one day smack-dab
in the middle of the civil war
a man sat down in his best chair
and thought things through
for three hours
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THE WET COAST
only hours before you flew away
the sky painted you a dazzling display of color and light
a divine, last-ditch effort to make you stay
you sly thing, tears triggered
you pretended not to notice, but the open air harbors no regret
it's happy to have held you
airborne, eastbound
it's a shame
refusing to look back, you've missed so many sunsets
there's nothing west of you wet like the coast that keeps me here
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THEME FOR A DEFILED TEMPLE
cleaned out my basement
for liturgical purposes
defiled temple stands ashamed
amongst the wreckage
and the calm, calm, calm in the ash
it's the action that i love
the dogs will eat the flesh of jezebel
historical references abound, underground
historical artifacts abound, underground
eight dark days
and the beginning is the ending
for the defiled vessel
run aground near the shores of history
deep down in the sand
in the city that we love (i saw that in a movie once)
the dogs will eat the flesh of jezebel
historical references abound, underground
historical artifacts abound, underground
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THERE'S NOTHING LIKE THE LOVE
step outside into the bitter air
where your aspirations are the inspiration for hallucinations
and the consummation of that which brought you here
and that which made it clear
our skips are traced
septic shrine erect the mortal dare
whose life culminated with the corrugated and alleviated
and emasculated wet parts which brought you here
and that which pulled them near
their skips were traced
there's nothing like the love
which seems to follow in the footsteps
of a shopworn shoulder
our skips are traced
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TRY FIGHTING SHAKESPEARES
the planet's in cross-fire
my wings are in flames
the castle's in view
but the scene never
changes
into you
changes
two-by-two (there's arthritis in the air)
and brothers (a skydiver's double-dare)
end up with it all
end up feeling wrong (and the pilot doesn't care)
feeling strong
try fighting shakespeares
they're all excellent boxers
with clouds in their eyeballs
and lead in their hands
the experts are weaker
but i don't think that you'd understand
the changes
into you
changes
two-by-two (there's arthritis in the air)
and brothers (a skydiver's double-dare)
end up with it all
end up feeling wrong (and the pilot doesn't care)
feeling strong
with an unopened parachute
i'll speed towards the ground
but at least i'll have the time
to look around
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TURTLE SHELLS AND YARROW STALKS
i don't believe the world is not entwined
but there's far too many people to undermine
with words and looks that secretly pass them all on by
all this selfish understanding is a crime
yeah, the poverty of the heart's not hard to find
and where did all the great minds have to go?
oh, turtle shells and yarrow stalks, you are your own oracle
yeah, define your intervention and revel in the spectacle
the wind whips sand up all around the sun
the storms involved have only just begun
to cover the dead up where they lay beside no one
there's an answer in the water underground
there's a question in the absence of a sound
and where did all the great minds have to go?
oh, turtle shells and yarrow stalks, you are your own oracle
yeah, define your intervention and revel in the spectacle
i know it all too well
i know it should have been more obvious
but oh well
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WILLIAM CAMPBELL ENTERS A LOOK-ALIKE CONTEST
factors collide at once, limitless happenstance
unforeseen efforts carried out to take me away from you
inoffensive joy and stunning victory combine
to conjure up a storm of awkward apologies
admittedly, i'm fascinated and bewildered in this whirlwind
but as you know, the likeness is uncanny
can we place blame on those who'd choose to save us
from a spirit-crushing disclosure and seize some identity?
admittedly, i'm fascinated and bewildered in this whirlwind
sadly, i now must bid my betrothed adieu
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YOUR GUTS
i hate your guts
your guts are pink
i love it when every little clock is in sync
i'm in the sink (the kitchen sink)
i'm sinking
i hate my guts
my guts don't work
my watch was stolen by a time-keeping twerp
it had a red strap, it was waterproof
perhaps you've seen it?
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YOUR SOCKS
they found a pair of socks
where you were last night
they said i'd better come
"okay"
so now i've got your socks
and a new flashlight
the batteries are dead
glow-in-the-dark trail
so i can find my way home tonight
and i hope the rain won't wash away
my secret
and i heard what they said
what they said to you
they said you're like a bear
"okay"
make your raspberry bed
bi-polar beet root
it feels so good to hide
glow-in-the-dark trail
has washed away like i said it would
and now i've got to find a new, warm place to live
a new home
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