half eaten erasers
the main course of pleasure missing vitals
delicate rapture wrapped for no reason in a veil of intent
this intent of dissent is in no way under obligation
to reveal itself as true as the dawn
the dawn
dawn breaking
many a time clueless to the world around him
my inner child
pining for the conform and sanctuary of the womb
will issue a receding flank under covers
to while away hours
more vital than one is likely to actuate value upon
values once held dear now cast away like unloved worth
values once held dear now clearly absurd
what of the poets?
what of the love they hold dear?
what of the cowards?
what of the love that they fear?
what of the love we won't hear?
like so many before us have
we fold
fold away life fold away fear fold away control of ourselves
folded away in cupboards and sock drawers and backyard tool sheds
folded away dreams shot down from their flight
until we lose all memory of them
and forget where we put them all
credits
from Turning The Crank,
released March 9, 2006
Dov – drums, vocals
Jimmy – bass, vocals, cowbell
Gibby – guitar, vocals, claves
Jon – guitar
Joel – Rhodes, piano, trumpet
Angie and Jen - vocals