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Gnawing At The Cord
Ovven
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One shot of molten rock
Became a hundred pairs of hands
One planted pair
That's your childhood best friend
Dirt swallows diamond rings
Fingers and everything
Tree limbs too
First drivers license
In a hill in the suburbs
Exhaust vent fumes
Time keeps gnawing at the cord
A sharp claw near a scratched up
Mold rotting old floor board
Back when the uniformed kids would play
There was no time on the clock
Next point gets a cap for your feather
Call your own foul mouth back to mom
Beneath the beige grass courtyard
A chain link fence underground
Dirt-filled lock on the junction
The keys been long thrown out
A moth in an attic snacking
It's Judy's old size four
A Sunday gift for someone
But she never got that far
Last night I was a Montana cowboy
Rode around on purebred archetype
A buckaroo breaking for the bunkhouse oh
Before the day gave to night
And even with the peacemaker loaded up on my hip
Before its dark I like to be tucked in
Cause I get scared of those glowing coyote eyes
Last election I was a distinguished statesman
Shaking hands with religious ilk
Stumping speeches speaking swiftly
Oh for a price I pushed their bill
They think they know right where I stay
But there's someone they don't know I know this way
My staffer, he's my little laugher sleeping next to me
Last week I was bread-winning father
Working hard cause that's what's right
A perfect tax paying pear-shaped padre
Oh hug the kids and kiss my wife
Moving lunches all from fridge to fridge
And last night's greens refused by stubborn kids
But when they sleep I go out back and spark a light
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