Some Trees (Merrit Moon)
Cymbals Eat Guitars
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And now a road connects the cul-de-sac To the adjacent development But there used to be trees stretching back And there was no way through And I was thankful for the mystery But by the time that girl had hanged herself I could have looked out my back window And watched her neck just snap Baseball field lights that shine Over the shedding pine Each bulb's a blinding sphere In the secular nation Unhurried sirens moan Pitches that glaze my eyes She's just a pale fleshy typewriter-light advertisement for a wind chime that emits rays which resonate in the polluted sky All entrances to the Merritt blocked off I mean I'd love to believe that death's Just the beginning as the Shutters fly open and the Breeze gives me pause I know what's out there morning phone calls silence and resentment and craters a new moon built in a line
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Written by: Joseph Ferocious
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