11:13 jokim
i will dress you in a dream catcher
embellished with beads of sleepless nights
that shine like the corridor outlet lights;
weaved with aged yarn and the skin
of guilty lambs.
i pray for redemption but
my hands are tired
from the washing
and
gravity always gets her way
four leaf clovers and rabbit's feet can't
save us now.
we've sold our confessions
to a renovated generation, deaf from
a stereo affair with
a 6 inch vinyl
1950's homemakers burned with their suburban flames
and american dreams.
the salesman wore diamonds,
but had holes in their soles.
their wet feet left trails for those who followed
close enough to catch
their stale sales pitch and contagious
manifest destiny.
embellished with beads of sleepless nights
that shine like the corridor outlet lights;
weaved with aged yarn and the skin
of guilty lambs.
i pray for redemption but
my hands are tired
from the washing
and
gravity always gets her way
four leaf clovers and rabbit's feet can't
save us now.
we've sold our confessions
to a renovated generation, deaf from
a stereo affair with
a 6 inch vinyl
1950's homemakers burned with their suburban flames
and american dreams.
the salesman wore diamonds,
but had holes in their soles.
their wet feet left trails for those who followed
close enough to catch
their stale sales pitch and contagious
manifest destiny.