Patches and gretchen/rope of nevermore?? / music from little big pink
Rope of nevermore- words/music- gretchen seichrist
feel like I’m holding on to earth’s slippery hand
but the dark sea is calling me with it’s master plan
and i hear my children playing out in the field
they got dandelions pressed to the chin
and the car on it’s back and it’s off it’s wheel
and the sunlight smacks the faces in the dark bar
now what’s wrong with me
i’d like to be in that old hotel
up in vancouver with no bus money
and lisa drunk and screaming at the man
who broke all her bottles and sunk his lips
in her yellow slip- clipper ship, we crushed and stirred it in
when she held my arm by the window
so i could fly
over plastic cups, cigarette butts , and meadows
so curses come and charm me
you’re thin and you’re turned on
and beauty in the arm chair
unties her hospital gown
well, from gum wrapper, falls the gum
and it’s hard to believe why they give you these things
is it just to tease me on a hill in duluth
with french fries and seagulls
by the restaurant you grabbed me like a bag
with all the minimum wage sons ignoring the too old
and the too young
and the hand in the pants
and the blank tv screen
dirty baby in a reststop
well i walked with you in the woods
and no matter what
i’d be there like a thing to be smoked up
coiling rope of love thrown
too far in your lungs
for you to…
and i knew i would leave you
to leave me
pictures of bears roaming the land of what was
and it makes you sick to have killed the things you long for
and then hold them up in the frame of never more
so abandonment, turn and spit out your teeth
encouragement, you wouldn’t come to meet me
said i was too need——eeeeeee
you put your glasses on and kept on reading
