You're gonna die, you're gonna die, you're gonna die tonight.
Dance the strawman jango.
Hurt is for the head, I am the heart,
You have no daughter
Mother
Woman
sickness
income gap
treed by a woman, stepping stone
rock, and a place
out of home is where you're going
and that's all there is
friends, life, lovers,
house party, let's get mood lighting
digital instruments, blonde and black casts
stage woman, comfort men
pets for the deranged and comatose, the parking lot
where people leave, hard facts
Christ figures, platinum templates, hard facts,
facile notices
cringing, working
out the solution
waking up, it's all
no, sober, open, and waiting.
The break, the break, the billy, the billy, the billy
frost, engine
widow's hair peak cleaner season soundlessness open, fogginess, forget.
Dé Sathairn, Iúil 21, 2007
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