Off on a Monday Afternoon

[Jerrybaldy]

I'm heading out of town
Wherever town is, I'm leaving it
I'm looking cool
As I head out of town
Cooler than you could dream of,
I look tragic
Forlorn f ucked up and magic,
The old chapel
Reflected in my shades
I'm leaving town
Eating a hamburger
As I leave
Grease on my chin
Wiping myself,
The old chapel bells are ringing,
Mary is crying over somebody else
Bye Ma.
Bye Pa.
You'll get my note
I'm shaking the dust
I've heard they've got new dust
Just west of here
And out there
They don't know what I did.

[Shadowlight]

Not seeking forgiveness, nor recreating oneself, just hightailing it out of there. How many towns can one leave I wonder?

Funny thing, I've done this too many times to count, and I can't seem to run away from myself. Maybe reform is what I needed all along.

Love your writings