Grooms: December 2010

"Skating with Girl"

Girl skating, oh

girl skating, oh

to conjure you in snow

six foot ice sickle impales (in pales?)

and red rope licorice entrails (in trails?)

Girl skating, oh

to conjure you in snow.

Your stolen body asleep

My frozen boundaries can't keep

You talk in parables in streaks

to all the idiots and creeps.

"Tiger Trees"

I saw your cursive name get drawn

Its pinking tendrils blanket my lawn

Its whipping q's spell:

"I want you to believe my name."

You're tiger tree branch and I'm the leaves

Your roaring cataracts are not believed

I've got six friends.

I wish that they could see your name

And they don't.

He once told me and Emily that if there were one song he could play for anyone, this would be it.

For you, buddy:

Grooms