changes

So Many Changes (I Tried)
3-7-17

I've been through the fat
Through thick and thin
Raven have I made of skins of beasts
Stepping lightly going to the university
To teach myself till death do us part
On an old street corner
Looking for her boys
Soon to walk across that highway
Because I can
Hearing voices say, "You, the man"
As to sojourn for a space of twenty years
Such was my story of what will be
I don't think Van will retire any time soon
Keeping my mind on the road
To contemplate Spanish Harlem
I've been through our fat to chew
I tried!




No One Calls Back
3-7-17

Can't try too hard to sleep
For the rush of the river ready to roll and rock out
At any table
Give me the highlight and leave out the rest
Parenthetic our Armageddon
Don't try too hard to sleep
Come along every year on the fourth of July
One hundred pounds each of Erie Abu
For Hoppy Holohan
Lord, Lord fit me with your sword
As much as I can afford
Trying to freak me a frying
As she was naturally pale
Eating Turkish delight
In secret...