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