Tuesday

Trouble Weighs A Ton





And across the street in the yellow stucco house
Chelsea throws a hammer through the t.v.

The surroundings looked more natural that way
 here's another wave

clubbed to death
what a great title for ambient music,

a crescendo so fast
you think, "What happened to the light?

But its winter and 5 o clock somewhere a street light comes on
so get home little girl, get home

and during the time you came in from the cold
It suddenly became 20 years later 

And I find myself in the oddest of places
recalling the shape of your ear in my mouth,

the ten items or less checkout line at Kmart
silhouette of a sliced apple

fondly how you sat in the lawn chair next to me during Bonnie's party
strips on my blouse the exact same as on the chairs.

It was funny at the time.



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