Month: May 2010

got half a mind to travel

moon. makin some space.

might land on you.

don’t even think we’d forgotten
moon. there ain’t no forgettin
the likes of you.

gonna pass you around
moon. till you fall in my cup.
add mint and cane sugar…
then drink you right up.

you’re cute,
moon.
just look at you.

we followed the yellow brick road
moon. but it didn’t end up
where we planned.

(Jane wants to blame Jim)
(but it wasn’t all him)
(and there’s no way to explain)
(all this sand…)

gonna drill us some holes in the ceiling
moon. and hang us some lamps
that remind us of you.

if there were no tomorrow
moon. if
there was only today—
we’d stay up all night
and follow you. we’d skip
all our chores
and play.

tails you get thinner
moon. heads you grow stout.
should we fill you all in…
or flatten you out?

might try that old key in a new lock
moon. you’ve been gone too long.
now you’re back too soon.

if the shoe fits you don’t havta wear it
moon. (but you might wanna buy it)
(in case someday you do…)