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letra de vehicles, plural - lives of crime

the pen is cl!cking
and the ink is drying on the page
and the rain against the window
is an epic symphony
performed one time only
for an audience of houseflies

watching cars through
the divider fence makes traffic look like film
you found me moving furniture
and left me with a sewing kit
now i’m all loose threads and patchwork
then, you were perched in the reading room
and there were winds at the ferry point
the moorings tied so tight
and yet they slip with such delicate ease

tried to trade the scaffolding for
room and board on a merchant ship
but paragraphs from distant shores
drew land back to me
you wanted the ceremony
without regard for all the seams
so you can’t blame this life on me
you knew i’m married to the sea
leaned on my bow, drank in the scent of salt
but when the crowd came rushing down
to wave us in, the port was out
haven’t had much luck with
taverns on this side of town
even smokers’ lots can’t
seem to breathe the air when i’m around

but in the late hours of the night
men who i should have been
climb lonely vines to azure sky
singing songs to passersby
and where am i?

- lives of crime

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