Stagefright Lyrics

I am not divine

Smoldering and filthy

Slithering smithereens of hollowed, porous bodies

Receding into a background beyond reach

Multitudes of swine

The sunshine makes us crazy

Signifiers shuffling without substance, form or function

Creaky, overexposed, incomplete

Frivolous inarticulate, solemn sentences for the newlyweds

Sacrosanct sentinels that weep

For the perils that they seek

Chiseled cheeks, that soften in company

Grapple in steadiness with a witness

Scrutiny of plan and projects

And the crest of another's bicep

Automatic a startling proclivity for

Stage fright, shoestrings, waterfalls, ecstasy and orange groves

Where slugs couldn't pick at us anymore

Dastardly dismantling my folklore through accompanying mythologies

Temperature disquieting in coastal towns beleaguered by the snow

A spectacle when the band plays at the show

At the annual festival, when tourists flee in the fall

It's later every year