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cultural currency

i shuffle through the alleyways where i feel at home with my ghosts at my shoulders i'm not walking alone the brightest day can't reach me here i'm too far gone 'cause i'm a man of the moon and i can't stand the sun a doorway pops out in the wall that's right by my side the door's lock clicks and then i hear a voice from inside telling me to open it and find space to hide from a tired world of lies that killed those ghosts who have died … i take it 'cause you're offering, it makes me feel good it lets me close my eyes and feel the warmth that i should there's love in my heart and some rest for my soul there's nowhere i need to run to and no-one's in control … i'm empty and alone as i walk back to the street where the man who would dance around no longer has feet he's passed by another who's got food but can't eat who won't spare him a coin, 'cause he's thinking "dead-beat" b