anthony ruptak - this is a community lyrics
in the evenings i get home and pour out the vodka
pour out the sheep’s blood
go out to the front porch and sit on a chair
that grows from the ground
bark back at the white dog chained
up to the mailbox, up to the mailbox
my strings stay silent but my thought dreams are loud
the strength isn’t in me, my boots are still on
loose at the laces
i never get tired at all cause i never rest
i never rest
i’ve lost all my old friends to blue bottle flies
and blue summer months
eating holes in my head, holes in my head
and the chemical raindrops all sneak by the aeroplanes
born in the jet waves
and fall to the dirt to feed all of the weeds
all of the weeds
and if we get lucky the wind never blows
from the west where the oil glows
lit by little gold bulbs, the refinery knows its place
inside our community
i didn’t know that the airplanes had headlights
till i moved here
to lose control is just like
trading up your roots for a stupid mistake
and once they’re unearthed and you see them
bleeding tiny droplets of the goodness you earned
everything stops and the clock’s hands hold still
to wait for the seeds that you dropped before you gave up
oh, won’t you come visit us in the glorious land of the eighteen+wheeler
i’ve got a lot of love to give but it hides
underneath my patience
we can walk to the liquor store where the customers
all use shopping carts
stay us ’til cicadas drone and the sun yells “i’m home”
that f+cker hates us
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