Saturday, September 26

I was a quick wet boy, diving too deep for coins
All of your street light eyes wide on my plastic toys
Then when the cops closed the fair, I cut my long baby hair
Stole me a dog-eared map and called for you everywhere

Have I found you
Flightless bird, jealous, weeping or lost you, american mouth
Big pill looming

Now I'm a fat house cat
Nursing my sore blunt tongue
Watching the warm poison rats curl through the wide fence cracks
Pissing on magazine photos
Those fishing lures thrown in the cold
And clean blood of Christ mountain stream

Have I found you
Flightless bird, grounded, bleeding or lost you, american mouth
Big pill stuck going down

2 comments:

  1. I love you guys, how about i send you guys all my airmiles and the few dollars that I can save, can you stay with us in our happy little home here in Winnipeg. We miss you so much and love you tons. I love reading yoru blog and seeing new pictures of my precious baby Ethan! he is so perfect, only make sense coming from a couple of gotgeous fok liek yourself.
    much love sweeties, talk soon. xoxoxoxoxoxo

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  2. Aww, Jessika! You are too sweet! We love you guys too and miss you a lot! Damn Atlantic ocean keeping these countries apart! I think you should keep your airmiles and come over and see us instead, that way we get to hang out twice! :)

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