SPHINX
(for Gus)
Stinks.
QUAINT
Ain’t
L.OST
Cost
LAND LINE
I will have nothing to do with the land. I will have nothing to do with the land the land I will have nothing to do with the land you hear me nothing nothing at all. My hands are dirty enough.
CONFESSIONS (For performance, I guess)
LET ME BEGIN
Hear me hear me hear me!
Believe me believe me believe me!
Bam bam! bam!
I think
because I can
Bam bam bam!
My brother’s dead
he caught the shoulder
not mine
Bam bam bam
Tumbling tumbling
tumbleweed
Bam bam bam
I cry
Because I can
Bam bam bam
I write
Because I can
Bam bam bam.
Listen.