Edward Sexton - AutoBoy
Take your pretty picturesOf the city lights burning away
A caustic look across the night
At the spirit upon the water
Let there be light mutters the feel
The camera flash spits the darkness
The city sits torn at the edges
Rising on the naked hill between us
Take your pretty pictures
Come, lay down your palms
Your saviour is coming home
Somewhere between silicone and Christ
Rolling out of his personal conflict zone
He carries the final draft of his life
The gospel according to contemporary pain
Pulls out the last page before the writer
Looks him in the eye and says try again
Take your pretty pictures
And you still can't look twice
The lights are still too tight
Dress in silence now, the darkening sky
The guilt with wings forgotten with a cry
The sisters are silent now
They know the hill, they know the spot
They know the blood has never been more real
When the body is found, the face that you forgot
Take your pretty pictures
Written by:
Edward Sexton
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