March 17, 2014

Bizarre Dance Scenes All Around Us

What with all this spinning

I misread "Jesus is Lord" on the side of a truck to be "Jesus is Food"

I'll blame the scripty lettering and residues from someone else's truth

When the grit gets in your eyes and on your fingers

When you wash it out of your hair and again

Reality always sets in

With the shit kickers and two heavies

And all kinds of things sound good that aren't true

There isn't even a rug under your feet

Because your whole planet is done up in hardwoods and cobblestones

Or sun-bleached asphalt and hardpack

You can make a jump with all that

Keep 'em high everybody

Bale upon bale upon bale

And the strangeness keeps on

Location:Glen Allen Dr,Baltimore,United States