knitting factory 04 30 05
i kept wondering where i would go off to
and what it was that i could get for ten
dollars and 5 bottles of red bull and
you can't get it all out try as you may.
lose some of this and gain some of that.
pebbles and marbles, water and oil.
so hard i hardly
saw you close to the last drop close your
eyes head back and out over the church goers
up into the rafters and mixed among us.
of a voice or two as if we had something for
your wenching lungs and if they should
collapse who will offer you a hand and drink?
simple words that
not even you can spell out on a day like
this when tomorrow always offers peace,
resolution, and return to harmony or death.