Promised Land

you're taking up lots of space

your shit is everywhere

your breath is all up in my face

your hands are swarming in the air



you're the first one out the car

and then the loudest one in the bar

tell me is there something wrong

girlfriend, what's with this new version of who you are



so she lifts her chin and 

squints at me

to assess what I think I know

she says my heart has some dangerous neighborhoods

so beware where you try to go



and they say that the truth will set you free

but then again, so will a lie

it depends if you're trying to get to the promised land

or if you're just trying to get by



what is a camera but a box of light

what is a guitar but a box of sound

you think I don't understand

I think I might



what it is to

to harvest the emptiness 

and just ride it around



and maybe your chest is an empty shell

with ribs of spiraling coral

where a perfect pearl of sadness resides

but if you ever need it here

I could come and press it there

and I could listen to the sound of the ocean inside


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