i'm just a silly boy in a punk rock tshirt at a local swamp show shorts cut highwater above the knee i'm trying to not smoke cigarettes anymore or do as much coke & that's not working & i'm trying to convince this girl to roll my bones & that's not working so i told her i live my life without a harness or a safety net & i told her i play piano mostly jazz i told her about the tiger lillies back home that bloom & grow the size of a fat man's head told her to shut off her phone & i told her how twilight mutes the soft bell of the sky on the coast if she's willing to get beach-sand ***** & i told her about the skeletal driftwood borne by the tide like a ballerina in flight
but i didn't tell her about the scars in my eyes or on my heart i didn't say anything about where i got the shirt & she didn't ask & i didn't tell her i'm gonna write her into a poem