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Kedzie in April (Jettison Yr Dreams)

from Jettison Yr Dreams by Holy Profane

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lyrics

there was an old nihilist across the street,
on his front lawn.
he was baring his teeth as I was playing this song.
he didn't like my joyous demeanor.

and, drunk, you stumbled out onto the front porch
with your paranoid eyes and troubled discourse,
upon him you were waging war.

he wishes he could feel it still, surrounded every year,
by faces growing younger still, his face entrenched and brittle,
with you wondering out loud why the hell he still lived here.

there was an unspoken objective of street-wide self-destruction.
we offered ourselves as a pyre to burn for lamplight illumination,
then after we've extinguished, they replace us.

so the sacrifices came from across the town and state,
carrying their baggage and a couple fifths across the sun-soaked driveway,
to warp the will of their fates with communal friction.

now admiral nelson orders you to strip the landlord's garage
of its wooden furniture and add it to the pile doused in lighter fluid.

and in the glow, you tell us that you've learned how the big dogs talk,
and they spin the information how all the old heads want,
you'd get into his, the old man across the block.

but as the black suits in the back rooms forced you to switch positions,
while your habit ate up and digested your convictions,
your hedon army would deliver no such desecration.

now we hide away in apartments and in hospitals,
damaged from those team tirades, tired, weak, and vulnerable,
wondering out loud to no one how the hell we got here.

well, jettison your dreams.
old enough now to develop that addiction to routine.
settle in a tiny house with a porch to sit,
and watch the peaches fall from trees and rot down to the pit.

find your scowl fits with screaming kids across the street-
completing needed balances of opposite extremes.
trading places back and forth when we wake from our dreams
of alternate realities that fulfill all our needs.

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from Jettison Yr Dreams, released June 1, 2021

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