You’ll never find my sled
I hid it on the roof
They’ll think you took a risk
But you took the arsenic
Before you checked
Out the proof
I had a roger that
On my head
Bullseye
Ready to go
Bought the farm
Bought the breaks
Bought the name
Of my favorite game, I--
I got you tested
And, you?
Boy, you failed
This won’t be forever
This can’t be true love
This is just my favorite sled
And your name is Rosebud
I got my pact
Got my promises
My empty bag
My happenstance
You just think it’s poetry
Because
It sounds so much like me
But what do you love
Enough to give up?
What do you love
Enough to fake up
About the break-up
About what you said
When I was half-dead
In your sister’s bathroom?
This is not the vow I took
This is not the neck I choke
I--like to pray
But--not every day
I got my fence
All painted
And Huck ain’t even here
You keep on
Quoting movies
And there’s nobody there
The bat can’t fly
And the bird can’t sing
I got bracelets on wrists
And everything
The union is divided
The union doesn’t work
I found you in bed
With some undergrad jerk
Back in Alabama
That would never have flown
But you get fucked up
Ten years
Before you get grown
I managed--
Two times
To survive
Your affection
And you
Left me
With nothing
But projection
I’m a--
Sad sap
But my projector
Won’t cut it
And when the
Record player stops
You won’t remember
To shut it
Barbecue times
And kindergarten rhymes
And scratched out dimes
And and and and and--
The union is snow
And the union’s black and white
I won’t repeat the lines
But I know
They’re not right
And when you
Leave the movie going
All through the night
I’ll leave you Orson Welles
If he makes you
Feel alright
You’re not a sled
And I’m not a man
You’ll never be Rosebud
You’ll never be Rosebud
You’ll never be Rosebud
The secret is
There isn’t one
The union isn’t dead
It was never even here
Just a busted up headboard
On a queen-sized
Bed
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