Swinger Of Town
swinger of town
You swing lowland
back to high
Time and time again
unreal for a town that shies away
and prefers the curtains in the saloon not to sway.
Dust-covered;
you will blow it off
luster drives you where you want
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Walt Whitman
why should I jail myself
for something that you’ve done
what do the heart of hearts
say about girls who die unsung
for the past three days there was
no beat or no pulse
even in the ringing of bells, no melody buzzes
wet droplets of rain accumulate on the window pane
willful stillness, a shot of the past that nobody could claim
what’s meant for me will come out of you
what’s been ignored is the bitter truth
what’s the deal with my indifference?
I should decorate this innocence
with roses
-s’s.
your name is
I don't know your name and I shouldn't have guessed it
so long as the sunset comes
eerie night and lemonade sun
devoid of hope and embraced in song
I shouldn't have to guess it
-s's.
You’re not the origin
you’re addicted to leaving
and the old souls hold close their
broken things; clear glass,
porcelain and knickknacks
-s's.
journey out
Into a new place
play it nice, learn psychology
Feel like what you used to be
someone restless and exotic
try unique styles
try to untie my life
Jog around the circle of a fountain
pretend like you aren’t watching
who am I absolving
where should I go from here
I’ll never have time to kill. I never wanted to
but you must do
i guess i should stay and never come out
and wait for the gold to explode
because time is winding in now
the fish hooks look in tides for something
i wish i was just finely thinned out
into nothing
-s's.
Good to me
I stare into a space where I’ve outrun myself from
It feels too good, I feel it should be worse and less welcoming
but it is honey
engulfing me,
Above me, beneath me, is
a coat of faux fur, a distant melody, and somebody else's warm wish and stolen dream.
