Shut Up

Her head sits in a state it rings approximately true

to one on mine but much more front and center

She's what becomes a legend most with memories

such as hers diarized inside a cage that there's

no escape only inches of clean air

She's breathing the best that she knows how to breathe.

She's so in love with the great escape it's all around

her hopes and in her dreams of one day just

transporting. Where would all the young girls go

would they wander around like me. I wish I

knew of a better place, a gentler a kinder place to be

She's living the best that she knows how to live

Hear her sing...

It's 19 in the 40's sometime what be it of a girl who's in the

way of all the race they're ruining. She can almost hear

them now she closes up her eyes but just the same.

She hears their boots and knows that her days are short

and she'll die before she wakes.

Will they haul off and grab me if I break

for the outside will I fall out of love or

will I crumble straight down here. I

write and I fear it's real return me to my maker

Perhaps it was the moondogs who brought those people out

and if that's so it's all they were good for. The show was

of the greatest ones of the ones out here out of the rain and

they didn't leave afterthoughts were nice

and my pipes were workable