SHOTGUN

It’s been nearly 5 years since I’ve been able to come here with confidence and write fire.  But there is something slowly rising inside of me.  It’s origin is located slightly behind, below and to the left of my heart.  I’m not sure what it is or how it will come spilling out, but it’s coming. 

Coming like a shotgun to the mouth. 

This photograph
Of you and me
And these old boots
Were brand new look at you…
Smile, smile, smile.
Look at you and smile.

What has become of us?
Chasing the avalanche down
Watching the world on T.V.
There must be something better on.

Shotgun
It’s for putting in your mouth, babe
In a world as upside down as this one
Pretty patterns on the wall
Your mother screaming down the hall

How could you not talk to me?
Talk to me!
I’m going to die with you, more she rang
Like a bell
A Bell inside my head she rang!!!
What was it now what was it now what was it now?
Left it all behind all of the days.

What has become of us?
Chasing the avalanche down
Watching the world on T.V.
There must be something better on
I wouldn’t fall you know me better than anyone
What has become of us?
I fell in love like I could last from it
I feel spread and wide eyed
Trying to come over you
But I’ve gone all the way down over it

Shotgun.
Drive and look away and breathe
Try and think of something I’ve seen there
Before he told me
That writing was the thing for now
Talk to me!
Give me some of your world!
Rain down!

What has become of us?
Chasing the avalanche down
Watching the world on T.V.
There must be something better on.