boxes from pleasant by koby.

i've got a friend
we go all around town and we
study the leaves
and each cumulus cloud

while the ashes that fall
from the towers above are all
shredded white collars
coddled with love

i know
i could write ninety poems
spray them on pavement and
bury my name
bury my name again

all with the other ones
who saw different colors once
and maintain my shame
for the rest of the fall

[[ohhhhhhh it's here
and i'm here to stay
oooOOohh it's here
take my pride away]]

*duh duhduhudhuhuh*

there are so many folks
i'd like to be
but i'll never be them
so i'll just stick to me

and then there are the faces
and pale weary eyes of
the monolith people
who look at their watch as

we walk by the turnstyle
and into the crowd
with our hands in our pockets
of crumbs and black linen

with eyes on the ceiling
i'm counting each string on the blinds

[[ohhhhhhh it's here
and i'm here to stay
oooOOohh it's here
take my pride away]]

• Folk
• ambient
• love
• neofolk
• singer-songwriter
• Missoula