the low boil
i've been walking into churches
and kneeling on the kneeling things
and praying to the windows
on the wall there in the stone
praying to be OK with all
the things are not OK at all
that fill me with snakes and make
me mad most of the time when
i think about them. as i put
my pants on and put the wax
in my hair. to make it stick up
and so i will be protected
from the kids in elementary school
and then in junior high school
and then, especially in high school
and even after that at places outside
of my place where i've put
everything in it's place so
that i know where everything
is and can find it whenever i need it
or in case i see the black bird of
death fly across the sky of your face
while you lie to me about paris in glasgow
showing me pictures of rome
4 comments:
I feel ya.........
my eyes are filling up with rain.
(poor baby, I think you need a hug)
I was at your Dublin show Wed night. I'll admit--I hadn't heard your music before; my friend from Brazil knew your music. I'm from Portland, Oregon and am here in Ireland writing... got here a week ago.
As I listened to your set and looked out the dirty 2nd fl window of the pub, I got connected to that voice within me that needs to write... to speak. I'm headed to Galway to work on my book. Thanks for the inspiration. www.charlenamiller.com
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