That day was so long ago
memory is vague shadows
quiet whispers in the snow
prayers for the widows
tears for Canaries caged
as the coal mine raged.

I'm still that little boy
confessing little sins to
be forgiven by a penance.
Instead I ate a nun's stew.
Acquired taste devil dance
before I die one last chance.

Time is a brooding storm
hovering behind my back
threatens every tick tock
as universes always stack
Tarot decks against a ****.
We're always hanged seconds
before we *** on the clock.
we love the patient serpents.

I say swear words,
  smell sweet girl hair
  I never knew before.
  Susan Tucker was my
  first confusing kiss
  loved forever more.

Life is real
we lie
we steal
we cry
girl killed me
robbed her womb
too small to see
tiny attic room
we would've
had a ton of fun
you could've
known your son.

I outlived such penalties
that bring me shames' fines
or ugly looks in churches
where Jesus truly shines.
Old mad Bill still searches
for his lover in the mines.

You have limited weeks
that are still available
small vacation peeks
your time unassailable.

Leave it clean so new
guests thoroughly enjoy
their pristine view
of this brand new toy.