Saturday, June 01, 2013

Where Is the Exquisite Country of Your Song?


For instance the time you apologized for the stars
You were always saying things like I’m so damned
Empty I think I may scamper off before morning
And there was America following you like a thumb
Sucking little brother with pants around his ankles
You said I’ve had it with the moon for being always
So damned obvious and the deceptively majestic
Inchworm makes me very wistful I could cry
Tonight you said I’m as alone as the ocean’s lips
But my song is just as off-color and off-key Ha!
Your slightly nude words ride an invisible horse
Your words no matter where you send your words
They never stop galloping beyond a movie sunset
Like a forever an endless excitement on the horizon

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