now i mention you
because you're not here
i'm sitting in my brown chair drinking my beer
i can imagine you're getting dressed
or blowing smoke up your nose
there once was a time when i guessed
but now it doesn't bother me
regardless of how it goes
and you're probably combing your expensive hair
but i'm not there
to hand you a favorite shirt
i can't play your monopoly game
after i've been hurt
and now i see you pouring a glass of fine wine
with gentle music in the room soothing your soul
but i have a heart and now there's a deep hole
and you're walking away with the todays' New York Times
and i see your soft back
from the other side of the railroad track
with a steaming locomotive pulling you up to a tall mountain
but i've cleaned the dirty water and turned on the fountain
and all the fish are hungry
some are gold with big teeth and some are yellow and blue
now i mention you
because you're not here
i'm sitting in my brown chair drinking my beer
i can imagine you're getting dressed
or blowing smoke up your nose
there once was a time when i guessed
but now it doesn't bother me
regardless of how it goes.
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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