hey
the moon is shining way too bright tonight
i know you've got your blinds shut
but not your eyes, those are never closed tight enough
i can still see where you stood on the corner of the street
i know you feel empty way, way down
sometimes surface level but we're all just so fucking sad
at least you're justified
but even deeper there's an inevitable anger that keeps you human
maybe even some joy in there
nobody is going to bring it to you but i know you don't need that
you spat your spite out right into the sewer
but that'll only get filtered and come right back
refreshing at first but ending up in another night time bowl
you say you want to take walks in the cemetery
i'd come with you but i think it's a lot more telling retracing your steps
i'll see where you pressed hard when you thought about him
and when you treaded lighter thinking about her
i know by that point you'll be skipping a party
in your bed by eight o clock
there are things like that i admire so much
and i'd cook you breakfast and leave you go
because i know that there are things you've got to sort out in your head
but don't change the circuits around in your brain
because something about you strikes me
maybe it's the blue and purple little nests under your eyes
from your sensitivity of everyone else's burdens
the problems become twigs and cigarette butts
but something will land their and coop
and scoop up all those wrong doings
i'm sorry if that was a stupid way to say that i get why things aren't alright
but you've got the same disposition i have and i think you'll understand.
so get home and get hot water and get bubbles
and i'll see you in my hopes
i wish nothing more than for you to feel numb for a bit
lessen the blows you don't deserve
until then preserve the feelings you've got and never sink into apathy
i could listen to you rant forever
Poet Douglas Kearney and composer/producer/drummer Val Jeanty link up for a a compelling LP that feels like the written word come to life. Bandcamp New & Notable Mar 30, 2021