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Odds & Ends #9: Salvation


 When there is nothing left for you, when the earth harbours not even the smallest bug, you will turn to the higher power and yell. And your words will go unheard. Is that what you want to subscribe to? Hell, I'd drive the other way too.






Sold

Listed on the property line

Sure as hell better than the double blind

Could have said you wanted to sell

With the lot value at an all time high

Should have told me, I’ve got a guy

You could’ve been set up real nice

Life on the coast with a bottle of wine

Clear that smog from your eyes

You’ll be worthless in a second life

So act now, so act right

Put your land in my hands while the earth is dyin’

How you act now will reflect the light

Right through your window in the dark of night

Burning rain starts to fly

Melt your grass, fulfill your rite

Drive off in a great big line

Hope you look for 

Hope you look for

Hope you look for

A great big “for sale” sign






Mahogany Envy

Appreciate the dining room but wont have it

Same with the lawn

Crossed the border of current luxury

A dozen rooms paid for in gold

Current cash can’t find the fixings






Out the Door

Watched a late night movie

As the neighbours lost all of their dogs

“I don’t want to be free” 

Said the squirrel to his tree

As his nuts rained all over the floor






Aww Goose

A bird pooped on me

I took a feather

Not from him, but off the ground an hour later

Stupid cosmic justice something or other






Cigarette

White sneaks and a salmon suit

What could be a life more dilute

Fancy dinner with a cheap beer

It’s all forgotten when the face draws near 

Stubble hidden behind the smoky door

Who cares what he wears when it’s all on the floor






    Soak up the second chances, the posthumous ruminations. Only when every piece is in place will you see the one line that lays from corner to corner. Until then, slot in every hole you can, there's one perfect adjacent in the pile. Unless you got left behind when they all went to the thrift store together. 

Alone and whole, 
Steffen

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