promises on the evening news
pointers from the left and right,
leaving it up to me to choose:
are there too many angry reds
or impossible blues?
but i don't want a fight
and i don't need to discover
secrets hiding underneath a deep dark cover!
inside the mouth of a favorite lover
the flowers still bloom!
winds coming through an open window
of my second floor bedroom...
papers scattered on the lonely floor
and i can't read them anymore!
but i don't want to bitch.
tell me if you know which is which
or what it really means when NOW is where it's at.
hey, look, there's a corporate cat in the hat
half-way between walking tall and party fat
even Doctor Seuss could tell you that!
you've got to give me something before bed,
much more than mommy and daddy ever said
when they kissed my head
they closed the door.
i heard their footsteps disappearing
and never saw them any more!
will someone please turn on the overhead light?
it's the one with a big green power switch.
but i don't want to bitch.
tell me if you know which is which
or what it really means when NOW is where it's at.
hey, look, there's a corporate cat in the hat
half-way between walking tall and party fat
even Doctor Seuss could tell you that!
I use words to deepen my observations. All of the following works are © copyrighted. They are the intellectual property of Greg Hoover. If you or anyone you know is interested in licensing one or more written works for use in a compilation, as lyrics in a musical work, synced to video, or some other use, feel free to contact me about an arrangement. But if not, assuming you are curious and literate, simply reading for pleasure is encouraged.
Cotopaxi, Ecuador (summer 2012)
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