Ravine Angel - Cicadas

Laid off again
Might be broke for three months
Maybe six months
Maybe ten
Might be homeless again
Crashing all the usual couches
Testing the patience of your friends
You can't explain
Why it happened
It just seemed as though
He didn't like your face
At your next interview
Prying eyes of your prospectives
Give the same dark look he gave you

You might have nothing at all
But you're well-connected
With your fellow travellers
Of the shopping mall
And you know where he eats
Every day he gets a milkshake
At the food court Dairy Queen
And a cook with nothing to lose
Just got cut back down to part-time
And just got evicted too
You pass him something white
And tell him
"Oreo, two pm
Chubby guy with a bowtie"

And today you're on a bus
To a town you could afford
And by tomorrow torches, pitchforks
No one loves you anymore
There's a special place in Hell
For cowards just like you
A good man would use a knife
A good man would run him through
And did it even work?
Because you'll never really know
Maybe the cook thought it was coke
Maybe he put it up his nose
Maybe you killed your friend by accident
Maybe his mother's crying now
Maybe she has poison too
Maybe she's hunting you down
And when you're broke in the one town, you're broke in the next
You really thought you could escape yourself
But that anger's always there now
Always digging its way out
At the new friends that you make in the new town
The few and far between
They can always smell a secret
Your hands will never be clean

On a summer night they find you
Children laugh as they pull you away
As cicadas float on by
Choke on bitter tears forever

Written by:
Teague Clements

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