swallow everything in the world
and your whole life will be gone and the moon will still sleep the sky
fill your garden with blue flowers
while dragons sleep nearby
and your whole life will be gone and the moon will still sleep the sky
and the parachute you're wearing with such confidence
will not save you from tomorrow, tomorrow
and
your hands are so cold and your mouth is full of breath
and you look so good in that cop uniform tonight
and your whole life will be gone and the moon will still sleep the sky
3 comments:
The soul flies from his lungs in an explosive fury of imagination laced with wisdom, innocence, vulgarity & honesty; depending on the shadow.
fan-bobbo-tastic! imagery, pacing , sparseness ... eat it up. love it. Bobbo's the wordsmith , with and without the beater geetar!
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