I find it hard

To disappear from what was left behind

The screams, the pain, the bible train

The slamming sticky lies

bicycle tires rust in rain

you cannot ride away

red knee high tights

chasing terror kites

are the only signs of play

The cooler hums and whistles

on variant degrees

no one hears the song it sings

no, not even me

behind the recycled tire fence

where yellow sunflowers once grew

The tumbleweed  and the little girl

Are the only ones who knew

That only weeds will bloom

In the soil here

because deceit runs from the hose

and beauty's just

 a scented lie you smell

Whenever the wind should blow

The dog that whines

The jesus signs

The vinyl memories spin

A tune of hate

Three years too late

no one here can win

when the paneled walls

turn their eyes

and the ceiling always falls

dirty sneakers dig into bitter ground

'cause her  real daddy never calls

behind the recycled tire fence

where yellow sunflowers once grew

The tumbleweed  and the little girl

Are the only ones who knew

That only weeds will bloom

In the soil here

because deceit runs from the hose

and beauty's just

 a scented lie you smell

Whenever the wind should blow

the cooler hums and whistles

a bitter melody

but no one hears the words it sings

no, not even me

no, not even me
 

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cjohnson-west