Poof
I started out west and hopped on this gigantic bird of the
sky
Jumping from airport to airport listening to music and
writing what I could
While sound erupts not a damn thing into me that I don’t want
I fly high and high I fly
To Austin where liberals die young and imbeciles live long
Sex driven 16 year olds in a cow field drink beer one dollar
each one
If it had stayed like this living for the debauchery of the
night time
Might I stay for the night
Found not but judgment
For my steps
For my words
Hidden in a den of politeness
Where my thoughts true hath died departed from this world
No home for me
I pretend a lover will find me
Across mobile Alabama and Florida and back to Montgomery
Only once she did buried in sweat and anger letting sorry
men beat me down
Beat down women and leisure times
Blonde and beautiful
A northern girl sits next to me and says hello and goodbye
Last and first her wet lips pressed on me
Tonight a night set apart in memory his knit pickings do not
follow me but slip off shoulders to the dirt at my feet
In the land where free thought is shot at with shotguns and
bow and arrows
I pack up my things and follow the stars light
This adventure cut short
No longer will my hands and mouth shoot out a nerve of
annoyance and arrogance
A remnant remains in
my bed a dust bowl spells “get out while you can or die”
By Copenhagen cans and cotton fields picked clean and old
racists with bullets in my stockings Christmas morning
I go now
I go west
I go north
I go I go I go
Like lanterns flame lit light
Poof…I am out
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