What does she think this is anyway
some kind of flippin' game?
Played around a campground's fire?
crickets chirping all the while
...
This is what I do
Don't you?
Leave me out, it's true
That's what I thought she said.
...
Stone walled pipes
of rusted iron
The smell of painted wooden stairs
The summer's day will soon be mired
...
I put my heart into this
I reached down through tendon and gristle
and ripped it out
and threw it at you.
...
Would you still love me
if I shaved my head
and you saw the dark spot
on my bed
...
I can't do this anymore
can't sit and watch you fall
I need to leave town for awhile
you know you'll be fine alone
...
It was a dream-like sequence
jumping backyard fences
in the night
technicolor flowers
...
Four to the thirty Gerty
A to the k to the Z if ye
Pretty-eye-y? Me? You seen?
Let me just axe you a question Mr.
...
Kelly the Cold Braver
Braves the cold
again.
Box in hand she starts the car.
...
poor woman
with her bones so cold
her skin is old and haggard
she carries sticks and twigs
...
Dreaming Of This Rest
What does she think this is anyway
some kind of flippin' game?
Played around a campground's fire?
crickets chirping all the while
the grass is cooling
the trees are smiling
their tree branch smiles while
miles away I am sleeping
dreaming of this rest