Alice finds me in the window (pain)
"The crowd is about to speak," she says
"You talk funny" , I say
"no one understands but you," she says...
The devil has a way of grinning that seems so beautiful.
draws you in and spits you out in the gutter
Your dress is like sea foam clouds
funny how you always find the rabbit hole just in time
as we say amen.
will it be alright.
Friday, March 8, 2013
Your coal burning contrite in my lint pocket
There is something about a cloudy day
missing your sunny perfection
There's a state of assurance as the crowd closes in
The rickety trambone of the homeless man asks me for change
I am reminded that you are their, waiting
I am here on this street freezing under this cover of winter
Waiting to be saved.
Clever magazine adds don't tell me a thing at midnight
as I change my jeans I am alone instead
and the jazz music never changes
So I wait for the dawn, Ever coming
But the message is blank and you left a scar on my leg.