i found my soldier girl

Apr 10, 2008 23:39


one minute your blood runs electric  
pretty girls the jukebox swears
like a sailor 
they'll drag you underwater

one hour to wilt just like a flower
shaking off your medals 
the petals and the sweat
to get to the valor of things 
you'd lost in a war

one day the Bonnie hands will pay
for all those hearts they stole
from your pick-pocket soul
when you were giving it up for free

your calendar spent kicking dirt
you spun just like a record
fell asleep in her skirt 
with the needle down

you left your clocks on in the wash tub
In momma's lovebug smoking cigars 
in the garage with all the lights off

i cashed my phone calls in
for another round of sin 
on my star bright gutter fancy

i cast a line out 
from the bottle house
caging mermaids, drunk on fear

they were so holy 
so glad they sold me 
for i could not hold them dear

another page turns
to leave a winter burn
on my palms, your former property

so posh and proper
in your many sweaters 
your parents could not pronounce your name

just west of here
just south of here
their red-cross pianos wailing

too many towns 
too many faces
all mockingbirds that cry like mary

and in the evenings
we take our sick swings
to the altars of our failures

we're burning churches
crashing hearses
to the radio of our great revivals

so grab your bible 
load your rifle
time comes to harmonize

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