Thursday, October 14, 2010

more titles

set your feet up high

set me free

the eleventh student
white shutters
red shutters
green shutters
the polkadot shutters

the door
the fence
the mouth

darkness
blackness
the cave
the cellar
coal

four fingers
missing thumb

six toes
the missing thumb

hello, i'm back
oh, hell, i thought you were gone for good

honey, why do you talk to me like that

i don't know.
i guess because i know you'll take it

someday i won't
and i won't come back

good.


the music in the closet
the music from the basement
the musical bed
the musical couple

together we lie
together we stand
together we question

like a small ripple
in the water
that continues toward the shore
small ripples
together
they roll toward the shore
until it's a wave
and it breaks with a force on the shore

the american people
are in a boat
good decent people
doing a job
they don't believe in any more

someone asks a question
and there is silence

they have heard the question before
in their own mind

someone says it aloud
and it takes on a whole new meaning

i heard that question

i heard that question before

where did i hear that question before

then it dawns
oh --
and then silence

the pebble
the rock
the rhythmn
the beat
the music
the song
the red ribbon
the red hair
the girl
the boy

the freckle
the face

the smile
the tear

the beat
the beat
ow ow ow ow ow


give it up darlin
no, i won't.

give it up darlin
you know i won't

why do you tease me so darlin
because i can

you know me too well
i know you too well

give it up darlin
you know i won't

i know you won't
but you can't blame a girl for tryin'


oh, lord
oh, lord
will you listen to that youngun
lordy lordy
she will not be saved

hush gram
hush gram
she'll hear you

you hear her son

yes, gram i hear her

you know she will not be saved

right, gram
she will not be saved

he raised his knife
and plunged into gram's chest

lordy lordy
you're not going to be saved either

right gram
right gram

but neither will you
as he twisted the knife in her chest
and he heard her last gasp
oh, lordy, lordy
what does a woman have to do to be saved

shut up, gram and die.

lordy lordy
this is not a good day

the sun is going down
gram
it is a good day.
the end of the day

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