Kelly Boutin Poems

In the corner of your ceiling
when you are dreaming
they sleep in the shadows
hanging there like bats
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A gentle mountain scene
and a willow tree
a little piece of history,
part of life's mysteries
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When the city lights go out
and they take my artwork down
and the walls break apart because they don't know how
to live without
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I want to live on the other side of the sand
where the sunsets are blocked out by the wind
when it brushes the leaves of my trees so they shine
and the darkness disappears from the blinds behind my eyes.
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The house is empty and abandoned
The roof is all caved-in
The curtains are ripped down
So the sun shines on
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We're all carrying a load,
all driving down the road,
we're all so lonely,
all driving a beat-up rig
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Darning needles, they keep stabbing
oh, darn these darning needles
come find me in a haystack
and darn me back, oh, darn these tacks
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My backbone daddy has my back
he watches over my bones
my backbone daddy is alive
under a cemetery stone
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Playing Frisbee in the trailerhood
there's an Eastern American toad!
Bye bye little blue dragonflies
my toad needs energy to climb the trees
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We box ourselves in boxes
we box our soul inside
it's safer in the boxes
if we don't show that we're crying
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