Sifting through weathered photo albums
(Does it make a difference?)
Looking fo
This is really only all we have:
(Bury all of me)
Daytime.
Jennifer,
They lied to you.
When they said you couldn't breathe underwater.
(
Plaid skirts that hide love
Walk in single file.
Ties that restrict
You had such grace in the end.
I wish I could
I still can remember what you did
Your eyes full of
Raped by my child hood?
What the hell do I know
Let's go!
It's never too late to be early
Or try and
Take this blood from my veins
And paint me a masterpiece
You always had the blondest hair.
Chlorine stripped your skin pigment.
The
side-stepped land mines and working class attitudes
This is a love
