By The Industrial Complex Down The Woods
Iíve seen the love-letter-shaped graffitis
on the industrial complex down the woods
where we can godfather wolves
weíll never tame or even meet.
Itís that (dis)illusionary belief
in immortality through the carving
of our poems on logs soon to be axed
to print books thatíll never sell.
If we tape these moribund feelings in a song,
then theyíll live forever through amateur lo-fi
and an artistís pretentiousness.
But we cannot deny that,
in a couple of years, weíll forget the chords
of these songs we used to scream our guts out
in the rain thatís helping to put out the fire
on the woods where our godson wolf is dying
and weíll never shed a tear for any of it.
And with this you've cemented your style, I feel. I don't feel a word wasted here, and the way it circles back onto itself is clever. Final line, quick punch. I liked this, very much. :)
Thanks Kyle ! After having stopped writing for almost a year, it feels great to get that urge again ! The only thing I regret is not writing songs for a while; the last song I wrote was like 2 months ago. But thanks a lot Kyle, I'm happy you've been liking my writings :)
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