Matt McClure - Skin For Bones

I mishear your direction then I'm back out on the street
Assume these people's motives are the same as you and me
Hear some things among them that I'd rather not repeat
The world's becoming wider more that I need it to be
Or realistically should need it to be
"You're all idiots" she yelled
And threw the mayonnaise at the shelf
It was going to be a long evening
Just judging by her shallow, labored breathing
Then an onion rolls into the street
Without a soul around to see it
Maybe it's that I'm still dreaming
From where I stand the whole world is steaming
Follow her scent westward until I almost reach the sea
They only sell that fragrance out of magic magazines
I can't remember stopping somehow long enough to eat
It's safe to say her final curse is closing in on me.
Out of everything heavy they want me to see
I find a quarter and confirm that it's a trick
My tongue feels foreign, ancient, and thick
I don't know just what I'm seeing
But pretty sure I still don't believe in it
When I come to, I'm standing in your yard
Which may now be the most interesting part
Turns out I don't have any idea
What picked me up and carried me here
Thought I'd go another day then finally reach the mall
My earlier projections had me there before the fall
No one thought to remind me there's a bar along the wall
And all I don't remember is an argument at all
At least not with Inherent Errand Paul
Find another quarter and I know
They're just following me now for show
Always seem to notice these things
Right before they send me to another ring
The judge will surely hold me in contempt
I could have sworn that he already did
And I'm not about to give them an ending
Not when time itself keeps unbending

Written by:
Matt McClure

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