Tuesday, January 3, 2012

texas and the mutually assured destruction of inner peace, part I

how is modern man supposed to stay in one place
when each relic of some remembered past is dutifully destroyed
and they mock our nostalgic hearts with words like progress and enterprise
how can they expect us to stay still


the vagabond is a threat to commitment-based morality
committee members say drinking venti nonfat iced cappuccinos
so excuse me please if this doesn't seem like a decent home anymore
I'd rather move forever than stay in just one place


does that make me a vagrant?
does that make me the cunning insurgent of your precious community
spreading grime and crime and new-age ideals
like peace and homosexuality


I've never been stuck in my life, and this is no exception
once this stretch of highway's over I'm on the first plane trans-atlantic
and even though my favorite songs were written in best friend's living rooms
getting lost is the one true freedom I reserve


the vagabond is a threat to landed homogeneity
the church ladies shake their heads
as we walk anonymous through their streets
I'd rather make your acquaintance than to have known you since I was three



does that make me a vagrant?
does that make me the cunning insurgent of your precious community
spreading grime and crime and new-age ideals
like peace and homosexuality


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