Ryan Bergman - Skunk Hair

The wind swims in tides
Glossing kindly, pumping what's inside
And the air smells
In keeping the rags on his eyes

Withstanding all he sees, his reach
On the horizon, tightening the beach
And all the lessons
of all the things he used to teach

Wasn't this the place
The place you saw the rocket
Carry it's way to the moon
On a carted television
That the teacher rolled in one afternoon

Dress shoes in the sand
He watches, faces never change
And all the memories
Of all the things will rearrange

Isn't this the place
A dot in the ocean
Staring out to the sea
Filled with ambition
Of all the things we can be

By the water
From which it flows
The decades of causes
Dressed in the same style of clothes

By his partner
And in her smile
There lie the wrinkles
That grow on the skin of your child

Written by:
Ryan Bergman

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