St. Christopher from Bath White by 50FOOTWAVE

blow out the candle so he can’t see in the window
smoke fills the tiny room
sweat home high
we can fool around
fight off the smell of doom
you smell like cold and dry leaves
leaving is hardest on hookworm sidewalks
just snow static on the crap tv
fluorescent exposure
a gold grin told her christ’s not saving the weak
i wanna go faster
i wanna go farther from home
dang
yuppies ate my town where i fed and slept you
paced the foamy sand
crawled in the backseat
us still broke
unmoved by unlived futures
the streets run with soap
the sky angry
dang
flag’s at quarter mast even though i fed and slept you
paced the foamy sand
crawled in the backseat
our friends all broke
unmoved by unspent youth
you still damp with foam and hungry
christ on a cracker we live on these creamers
who knew church’d claim us too?
sweat home high
we can fool around
fight off the smell of doom
i wanna go faster
i wanna go farther from home

• Kristin Hersh
• Rock
• alternative rock
• hard
• intense
• math rock
• Los Angeles