I.
Ice cream and strawberries
Running down your neck
Onto your jewelry
You me and a heavy heat
Driving fast enough
That’s everything I need
A little wind and a radio
Picks up a punk rock station
From the next county over
In your room with your pretty things
Framed pornography
Worthless birthstone on your ring
II.
I want to write songs with you
Commit crimes with you
Make love with you
Turn up the volume on the stereo
We can kiss real loud
And nobody should know
Now my bed feels too big
When you’re not there
I’m drowning in my sheets
I kiss your hair when you go to bed
And I can hear it hum
Your brain, she does not rest
III.
I want to buy a home for us
Make a meal for us
Be a man for us
When I wake up I’m so relieved
You still exist
Not only in my dreams
I just found the perfect thing
I kiss with my eyes open
Just to let more of you in
The world looked a little fucked before
Now that you’re here
It’s fucking beautiful
Tuesday, April 28, 2009
Fucking Beautiful
Saturday, April 25, 2009
Romance
Julius Caesar sprawled out on his bed
Eating crackerjacks and playing guitar
His black eye is conspicuous
Bob Marley posters hung on the wall
He’s sick of his body there’s nothing to do
Hears his parents fight in the other room
Opens the window and nearly swoons
The sky looks big next to the fading moon
You loved him
You left him
A postcard
From Scranton
The electric city where your parents met
You lick the stamp with vague regret
Start to wonder where that love went
Then start to worry about yourself again
Everything’s dull in your little world
You wish you were still a little girl
Dressing up in your mother’s pearls
Talking in accents, so self-assured
Your back hurts
Your skin’s dry
Your chest heaves
With a sigh
Sighs don’t work they’re excuses to breathe and
You don’t feel better when you’re trying to talk to Jesus
And you’re not sure, but you think you don’t believe in
Love or life or sex or joy or reason
Get into your father’s car and drive away
Find yourself on the interstate
Thinking about the things you hate
Thinking about this fucking state
From Sussex
To Monmouth
New Jersey
Life sentence