he built their house of aluminum
and when it
crashed
to his numb feet he
wondered about trying.
she sealed the windows with disdain
and when people walked by with
corner-eyes she
smiled,
grating teeth.
their house was built to fall in time.
when the awning
in the faded sun looked
like their hearts
they moved on.
Tuesday, December 6, 2011
Human Microphone
I said we can't let our instincts scare us
Into stopping. I told the cops, bellow me a melody where
Everyone is armed. there are no Angels in America
And the earth is a dandelion waiting to be blown to pieces.
This is one nation united under Holden.
I said we can't let our instincts scare us
Use your body, we're taking out the steady center
The earth is a dandelion waiting to be pieces.
This on the ten thousand tiny screens
This one nation, united under holding
Our future too tightly. And one fine day--
You are your body. We're taking out the steady center.
Into stopping. I told the cops, bellow me a melody where
Everyone is armed. there are no Angels in America
And the earth is a dandelion waiting to be blown to pieces.
This is one nation united under Holden.
I said we can't let our instincts scare us
Use your body, we're taking out the steady center
The earth is a dandelion waiting to be pieces.
This on the ten thousand tiny screens
This one nation, united under holding
Our future too tightly. And one fine day--
You are your body. We're taking out the steady center.
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