Do you want to know why I do it?
Its a reason that I didn’t
even know I was looking for till
long after I had found it
its the time im out back of the hotel with tracy
and her cousin having a smoke
the cops asking if we’d seen anything
suspicious
or the time winter told me about some
of the best advice I’ve ever heard right after
a meetup somewhere out in west Texas
when I talked shop with brittany till the sun went down
over that cozy masion on the west side
its the back alleys of the world
and their stories told
down old side streets
and up and down main
we talked about cats like bouroughs and
bear, we laughed and said goodbye
still think about her
still walking and talking
and meeting and leaving
moving on
I didn’t know what I was looking for at the time
but I found it all the same
When wantonness elopes the green
a blaze of colour occurs
stretched far into the day
The reciprecent celebrates
the elopers attention
The golden hum of bees pervades
along the meadowed stretch
as young lovers discuss
their two tired options
like pebbles along the sycamore bridle
That was our alleyway
That was our road
That's where our memories lie
And I'm scared to let it go
Demons are graffiti marks dripping real slowly
Halo is floating as I say " God hold me "
He told me, to stay away from the trash cans
Souls floating out of them... now I understand.
Bricks crumble in sin, in this place that I'm in.
There's a heart shaped on the wall, the size of the devil's grin.
Echoes shiver slowly, " please help me"
I'm walking but not moving... my feet won't let me.
There's a tag on the wall that says don't temp me.
I'm a broken pipe and he just bent me.
Please help me, please help me
I don't want to be here
Fear is a spider crawling as I see clear.
Please help me, please help me
My heart is molding
My heart beats aren't flowing
Like a boat they're floating
One demon snatched my halo
Another clipped my wings
Another demon whispered to me, " I'm sick of spring"
Please help me, please help me
The grim reaper is chilling on the corner
As I walk up to him, he's flipping a quarter
Then my halo started fading
In my mind I started praying
And saying..
Please help me, please help me
Suddenly I realized that the grim reaper was me.
Trying to get out this alleyway as you can see.
I look to fetch
She lives in shadow
wearing only grief
our lust is shallow
the place convenient
church for the sinful
the smell fowl
her legs weak
her hair pulled back
her throat
soft
cut
lost
A cat wandering the
streets of the asphalt homeland
sees an alleyway next
to an apartment building
The cat walks towards it
in the heat of a summer
afternoon
The alleyway is dark and
cool inside
Youngsters walk there to retrieve
balls they have thrown
The alleyway leads to
a small courtyard
Where older citizens sit
and reminisce
about younger days
Evening draws on
Our feline friend
sleeps in the shadowed alleyway
Another night falls on the city
Lights go off in
the old apartment building
While this cat
heads off to dreamland
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