4/26/2012

forgetting the reasons for being ill at ease
the air in this town is burning through me
the suns on my neck and constricting this skin
I’m breathing
at least I think that I am
faces replacing the names I once knew
held on for too long
to feeling misused
content with contention
and always eager to interact
raise levels and spit evils
until there are no evils left
just a lack of vision
no more words to say
dried out every argument
til we could only walk away
never in the wrong or right
just vicious spats every single night
cause hey
that’s life
at least we did something with ourselves.
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take my baby blues, baby
pop them bastards right out my head
don’t want to look around this room
at these winos all half past dead
1:30 AM and I just got my first drink
last call, I order five
lord knows I got to drive
but I’ll sit on the curb
smoke my weekly cigarette
steady my hand
and catch my breath
pretend I’m content
pretend I found it
that home I’ve been hunting for months
fuckin’ years
pretend it’s here
then I’ll take up my legs
carry my frame to my car
slam the door and punch the roof
crank the blues and wander through
back roads I don’t know yet
but I’m getting it
there’s a level of comfort
creeping through the south
it followed me down
and I’m almost proud
close to ecstatic
to say
I’m here to stay
well
I will be eventually
right now
I’m drunk at 3 AM
driving to a bed I barely fit in
hiding my eyes from my family and friends
begging this city to be cold again
this heat
it’s gettin’ to me.