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Children are very important, more in tune
than our fragile adult minds are willing to admit,
because kids know what’s important
and they’ll tell you to your face,
though it’s hard to hear them
with all the nonsense man’s created
to convince the world
he ain’t so little anymore, knowing the truth
once he’s willing to truly listen.
I have no business
I’ve made that quite clear
But I’m still wondering
What lies beyond here
This bottle I’ve found
Is filled to the brim
With messages signed
In blood red penmanship.
The city wakes up
I open my eyes
These walls are filled with
Unsealed goodbyes
This letter I’ve got
Return to sender
I’ve not the courage
Or will to send her.
It’s 3 o’clock in
The fucking morning
These panic headaches
Come without warning
Now I just want sleep
No sleeping beauty
So when I lie down
Please keep my casket closed.
No kiss
Is worth
A thousand words
I know
So spare me the ritual.
This blind ambition
That I know so well
It’s superstition
Like Heaven and Hell
Now where’s that locket
The one I gave her
It felt so pure then
Like the last savior.
No one is perfect
I’ve made that quite clear
Still all this nonsense
Makes sense in the mirror
And when I throw up
It’s all of my fears
God had to go up
For us to burn down here.
So take this end and
Tie it to that beam
I weigh less than him
So it should hold me
And when I wake up
This’ll all be over
Pull another Death card
Rebirth and closure.
Nobody
Gets out
Of this place
Alive
Just promise me you’ll try.
I was thinking how peculiar
right before I made a U turn
It was early Sunday morning
flashing sirens without warning
Looking both ways like a child
crossing with chicken on the road
there is this man who looks me up
and down as I begin to sigh
Then I look in both direction
turn the wheel with cruel intention
In the distance there’s this woman
picket signs read save the children
I am half way home before I know
exactly what I’m doing though I
stop the car unlock the door
and let the woman in
She sits criss-cross like a virgin
while I drive off she is urgent
I don’t know what you are thinking
she speaks softly without blinking
I was waiting for the bus when you
rolled up I must confess I recognized
your eyes from times gone by
like strangers on a train
It is awkward for a second
can I interest you in breakfast
She says sure she knows a diner
while she applies her eye liner
There’s a group of old men standing
with dead babies and demanding
that a women’s right is not all right
unless they’re in control
I’ll have coffee she’ll have coffee
yes please thank you two black coffee’s
In her teeth stuck there’s a poppy
seed my breath smells quite like onion
As the man from earlier walks by
the window just in time to see
again with no expression just a
long tedious sigh
He must think of me how boring
flashing sirens without warning
I feel seasick like a sailor
hey can you do me a favor
And that’s when she asks
to take her back in time for
her divorce of course she’d
first prefer some pie
On the drive home I was thinking
how peculiar she left winking
Shut the door then started walking
while I drove off she was talking
To the man who looked familiar
from the corner of my eye though
when I looked away then back again
they both just sort of sighed
Passing by the old cathedral
doors open releasing people
From their suffering they’re smiling
shaking hands exchanging sighs and
Across the street there’s signs
that read like jokes inside my mind
there’s men and women who protest
the earth is flat next to another group
who all claim there is no God.
Words Of An Average White Male 