i wish your body wasn't fragile
i wish it wasn't made of glass
i wish that our syncopated motions could be cast
in bronze
like those beautiful baby boots
mother put pennies in
pretty penny piggy banks
pumpernickel purple veins
that tasted temporary heavens
for so many days
I've seen the pawn shop walls
covered in your memories
old guitars
from your first grunge band
and I'm only man
I figured that out
after jumping off of buildings
and wings didn't sprout
tasted concrete slabs
sweeter than you
even when the blood mixed in
and turned my tongue beet red

i've seen cardboard boxes
harder than you
and i've seen
plenty of clouds
harder than you

i've seen
public bathrooms
cleaner than you
and i've seen
soles of shoes
cleaner than you


so many scallywags
and pussy hounds
waltzing around through these north east mill towns
all the horse betters
horse owners
and horse shooters
horny in their absolute lives of users
abusers that all live on a sunken ship
it's not a "yellow submarine"
or "moby dick"
and we're totally total
content in our absence
sipping absinthe
from a burning bottle in Detroit
super hero rappers can save your life
but only when you're lucky
only on accident
this could have been a major motion picture frame
but wallowing in sorrow
is so fucking lame
at this age
terrible twos
the neighborhood dogs all humped and licked your bloody wounds
piñatas full of glass pipes and needles
the class of 1999 underachiever

ive seen cardboard boxes harder than you
and i've seen
plenty of clouds
harder than you

i've seen
rotten corpses
prettier than you
and I've seen
burn victims
prettier than you


this could have been heavenly
this could have been walt disney
this could have been cotton candy sugar coated girl breath
this could have been
this could have been something surreal

this could have been heavenly
this could have been walt disney
this could have been cotton candy sugar coated girl breath
this could have been
this could have been something surreal

but all the Italian import shops are closing
and all the pornographic movie theaters are boarded up
and all the teenyboppers are hatching their kids
and all the bocci ball players are moving to Florida
and all the seagulls are sick of the same old wheat bread
and all the pharmacies are inundated with fake scripts
this is Connecticut
grayer than a mutt on a leash
cloudy skies
forecast of 30 degrees
"fix me a sangwich"
"buy me a drink"
ponder and think
thought of it quick
and never even thought of a thing
God's on a string
dangling for the walking dead
hoping that he'll pop his head out of the clouds
and talk to them
Tupac said
he would rise again
and that his silhouette would appear on a wall in Berlin
but that wall's gone
and so is he
let 'em both rest in peace
live from CT.

ive seen cardboard boxes harder than you
and i've seen
plenty of clouds
harder than you

ive seen many glaciers warmer than you
and i've seen
frozen embryos warmer than you