Tonight I held your parents in grey wrinkly arms in the hand-drawn graveyard, and held my breath. Tonight, I kissed a bit of beer into your mouth. Tonight, I raked money into piles, warmed my tired feet while it burned. Tonight, gift-logic reigned supreme, saved the planet from a near-disaster. Tonight there lay candles on the runway, candles in the clothes, candles in the cameras, candles in the food. Tonight was Beast, pure Beast. Tonight forgot who it was, left the wrong mad message in the wrong damn place. I'm going out tonight, and I'm going out with tonight. A small supper and a pre-drink is my hot hot boyfriend.
Smith Westerns - "Diamond Boys"
M'lady likes a cold bath in the fresh air of dawn. Dried with cotton and fed strawberries, I was once caught peeking at her porcelain flesh. I was beaten severely, but no amount of heavy blows could rid the image from my mind. I spent the next week cleaning grime traps in the corners of the kitchen, all the while smiling, thinking of the way she gasped when she spied my wandering glance. I know the beating was a formality, something she felt she had to do for the sake of appearances. We'll be together one day. I could find myself on an errand in the far wing of the library when she's studying her scripture. I could bring her extra lemon water for her lunch of bread and flowers. I could break open her bedroom window in the sludge of the night and steal her away. It's only a matter of time, we'll be together. And my young lips will grace her vile beauty with their passing.
Then I will be king.
thanks for posting this! i wanted to hear a couple more songs before i pulled the trigger on ordering a vinyl.
Posted by e at June 23, 2009 2:58 PMorder the LP, it's all good, one of the best of this year. sweet post.
Posted by chris at June 23, 2009 3:06 PM