Tuesday, June 11, 2013

And We Were Not Sent Here to Be Soldiers


Why do you spend so much time grooming
Your cuticles and your most quiet secrets?
Why do you still listen to The Killers when you
No longer believe in the efficacy of the solarium?
Go straight past where they want to build
The new freeway you can’t miss it and you say
This must be the place thanks for the ride you say
Give me the patina of your hazel eyes any day
But this day and that’s why you say I write that’s
Why I scribble the egg entrails of this entangled
Story this fetus fashioned foregone tale this what
Ever the fuck you want to call it call it a boy a girl!
Hello hello hello goodbye goodbye goodbye
Hello hello goodbye goodbye goodbye

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