The Answer

It’s a fool’s errand,
these silly love songs.
they’re only gonna leave you.
i want to tell you it’s all gonna break
that regrets, they weren’t there
But they stood, statues; invincible.
Angels stacked crooked, the ruins of my life.

in desolate times, don’t panic
Just keep the car running
Head for Munich
It was nice to know you.

But it’s Raining

Don’t let go of that kite
Stop the glycerin
Someday the waves will set it off
The end of this chapter, i mean.
Wake up
there’s a knock-down drag-out
on Spancil Hill
between Michelle and the recluse
But this wrath
this flame of youth
this bleeding heart show
this too shall pass.