I’d been carving you To see what form you’d takeYou were hiding in ivoryI just wanted to free you shape Bringing me down, its too quiet to breatheWho wants to hear their heart beat? It’s gotta be hereIn your spider-web alphabetsDid I read it all wrong?Or have I just not […]
Rolling hill all covered in suedeI’m heat-nervous and out of roadDowntown there’s a paradeBut I don’t think I wanna goSmart as trees in Sault Ste MarieI can speak my mother tonguePassing laws just becauseAnd singing songs of the English unsung How could you do it?How could you even try?When you […]
Here we are, now where are we?It’s like nothing I’ve ever seenWe got hoarse-throated hucksters whispered gimmicksRubbernecking the curious cynicsAnd headlong-walkers, one born every minuteDo I plug it in? Or do I stick it in it? I don’t know what came over meI’m too dumb for wordsI didn’t think I’d […]
Angst on the planks, spittin from a bridgeJust to see how far down it really isRobbing a bank, jumping on a trainOld antiques a man alone can entertain It takes all of your powerTo prove that you don’t careI’m not Cordelia. I will not be there. Tin can man, dragging […]
It gets so sticky down hereBetter butter your cue-finger upIt’s the start of another new yearBetter call the newspaper up2.50 for a hi-ball,And buck and a half for a beerHappy hour, happy hourHappy hour is here The long days of Shockley are goneSo is football Kennedy styleFamous last words taken […]
We wake up different, rifle through our dreamsAnother placid day, ripples at the seams Do you think I bow out cause I think you’re right?Or cause I don’t wanna fight?So tangle-minded then so becalmedIt’s all so subway-grim and then it’s gone Do you think I bow out cause I think […]
September SeventeenFor a girl I know it’s Mother’s DayHere son has gone aleeAnd that’s where he will stayWind on the weathervaneTearing blue eyes sailor-meanAs Falstaff sings a sorrowful refrainFor a boy in Fiddler’s Green His tiny knotted heartWell, I guess it never worked too goodThe timber tore apartAnd the water […]
Does you mother tell you things?Long, long when I’m gone?Who you talking to?Is she telling you I’m the one?It’s a grave mistake and I’m wide awake. Drive-In’s rained outWeatherman wet-fingers the skyHe pokes it out, he pulls it inHe don’t know whyIt’s the same mistake It’s been a long time […]
