Saturday, December 6, 2014

guns and knives, okay.

i don't like that i don't like lili kershaw but hit replay like clockwork on three of her songs recently loaded onto my lifesaving musical device, now saving life in day's light as in night's, and losing efficacy as well as temporal dominion. maybe that explains lili kershaw and how she weaseled her way into my music.  lili kershaw is easy;  she calls it honest;  others call it young, and, irritatingly, folk for the 90s.  what is that supposed to mean: folk for the 90s?
still, i've begun thinking so much about guns -- knives, too --  because how can i be honestly engaged  in the nation's flippety-flappety social dialogue without getting intimate with a gun?  [fred scared the bejesus out of moi by offering me the actual knife featured in one of my short stories (penance: heaven's casting couch -- just published here, but old stuff). it's one scary mofo of a knife, but beautiful, in person, for it's clear intent.]  so, yes, guns are admissible in my imagination, now.  mark the date, and believe that old dog-new tricks thang.
i'm going back to the awake::asleep brainwave pattern that got me through the last 10 hours, if blessings for longevity hold on behalf of the magical musical machine.  also, say a prayer for my last sucky earbuds, and that the cats will refrain from the final thoughtful chew of its tiny, teasing wires.








stop.
take a moment of your life
to find out where you are going
and crawl
through the barren land
of your plan to the beauty of not knowing

and come on down to the place where we met
and i sent you that shot of whiskey
smoke was in your eyes
and your hair fluttered by
you were never with me

so pull the trigger nice and fast
cause the best for me hasn't happened yet
you're the marlboro man
predictable with your plan
you're so damn scared
you don't understand that

life is for the living
not the living dead
you make your bed
refuse to lie in it
life is for the willing
you're only willing to stick to the plan
go buy a pack, marlboro man
marlboro man

please don't get down on your knees
and act like you're repenting
i know you know i know you better than this
and i am done mending

what was meant to be a broken joke
get out of my house
go have a smoke
i'm on my way to wonderful
my future is bright
don't get blinded by the light

so pull the trigger nice and fast
cause the best for me hasn't happened yet
you're the marlboro man
predictable with your plan
you're so damn scared
you don't understand that

life is for the living
not the living dead
you make your bed
refuse to lie in it
life is for the willing
you're only willing to stick to the plan
go buy a pack, marlboro man
marlboro man
marlboro man

i counted the hours it took for you to call
and i counted those same hours
leading out into the fall

so pull the trigger nice and fast
cause the best for me hasn't happened yet
you're the marlboro man
predictable with your plan
you're so damn scared
you don't understand that

life is for the living
not the living dead
you make your bed
refuse to lie in it
life is for the willing
you're only willing to stick to the plan
go buy a pack, marlboro man
marlboro man
marlboro man

-- lili kershaw




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