Green Volcano from Room 600 by Room 600

the distant future
shimmers on in bright red dress
the sun a parent’s funeral
but the praise is personal best
freeing one wilting widow
for the monkeys swinging less
that’s the rule it’s newborn babies
making nice with unattached hips

seeing double
time suspends right on my neck
he’s the one in silver shackles
kissing gods and giving heck
reveals at once you’re the master
loading guns to lose respect
talk of only clothes and laughter
missing dates behind my back
it’s the first day of the future
swimming lessons spelling tests
waiting through your recent memory
making time to think ahead

sunday morning
eating wine and drinking bread
she’s the one perfect person
changing sides crawls back in bed
you’re the one who made it happen
nothing left but lose my head
making noise that jealous feeling
taking boys it comes again
it comes again

on a weekday
when the sun don’t shine
i see you walking past the time
with a broom and a rotten egg
got the gift that all’s behind
there’s a skeleton at the door
he’s walking in my living room
with a briefcase and green bouquet
telling lies that his mom’s ok
quit his job and a broken string in the sun
a summer fling it’s the time
when freedom rings it’s the time
when the fat lady sings

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