Archive for the ‘Throwing Muses’ Category

Stand Up

Saturday, April 23rd, 2011

The cut
That kills the knife
‘Til it breaks
Spitting shells
Their eyes were locked
And their hearts were open
In love, we couldn’t breathe
In love, they couldn’t say the word
(Call)
In love, we couldn’t breathe
In love, they couldn’t breathe the word
He crawls along the battlefields

Vicky’s Box

Saturday, June 26th, 2010

He
Won’t ride in
Cars anymore
It reminds him of
Blowjobs
That he’s a queer
And his hair
Stuck to the roof, over the wheel
Like a pigeon on a tire
Goes around
And circles over circles
And he’s a queer
And his hair
On the roof
Like a pigeon
Goes around
Says he’s...