Tuesday, April 10, 2012

Once Upon a Wednesday

Once upon a Wednesday
Bo's dancing in traffic

Bo don't give a shit
That's what you need to know about Bo
Bo
Don't give
A shit

Sat on a park bench
With fresh paint still on it
And came up with new blue pants

Mother's gonna kill him
Or she would
If she were awake

Works nights, sleeps days
Probably doesn't know she still has a son
And can you blame her?

Bo don't blame her
Bo just plays in the street
And tries to make the car horns honk

It's the clearest sign of a boy needing attention
Not even a metaphor
An actual thing

Honk your horns at him
Show him a little love
Just don't run him over

Already had a broken arm
From the time he fell off the dumpster

Bo would put on a cape when he was a kid
And jump off things

We'd tell him he was going to get hurt
But a kid who likes jumping off things
Wants to get hurt
That's the point

They wanna see how tough they are

So he jumped off this and jumped off that
A stoop, a first floor window

But he landed the wrong way off the big dumpster
In the school parking lot
And broke his throwing arm
And that means no little league for him
Which is a shame
And not a shame
Because the boy should be doing something else anyway

Something artistic

That boy has art in him

So when we think of it
When we have a few extra dollars
We toss him some crayons
And some pencils
And, every once in awhile, a sketch pad

The one with the nice brown paper
That's heavy, so you can press the pens down on it

Once upon a Wednesday
Bo will step out of traffic

Sit down on a park bench
That's long since dried
And draw a picture of us

Watching him
Dancing through cars

We tell our stories our way
And Bo tells them his

But in his stories we look like such good people
Always keeping an eye out for him

And in our stories, we don't feel so good
'Cause we feel like we're not doing enough

But I guess a story's one thing on a Wednesday
And one thing on a Thursday
And something else
Every different day it lands on

We guess those differences are all you have
When you can't have happily ever after

So today we're kind
And tomorrow Bo will jump off something else
And the day after that his Mom will wake up
And wonder where her son is

Today

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