J Ryan
Ars Poetica
Chicken King
Condemned
My Rainy Day
Nightfall
in a New Town
Pogo
Rain of Angels
The Sunshiny
Yellow Hearse
To the Drifter...
Upstart
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"The Sunshiny Yellow Hearse"
The day that sunshiny yellow hearse
rolled over grey highway morn
I thought about the last time
beautiful sight enlightened my tomb
How, from below the bridge
we, ignorant, starving and craving
sacrificed Thursday for Friday
as Wednesday never existed.
That sunshiny yellow hearse,
and the time my cat died,
and when my car ran out of gas
echo the halls of the funeral home.
Why, beneath blue sky
we, knowing all, knowing not.
Knowing didn't need a Tuesday
and dragged Monday to sanitariums
screaming Sunday obscenities
as the sunshiny yellow hearse took them away.
My sunshiny yellow hearse,
Saturday I never knew,
don't slow your rise.
I'm ready to go with you.
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Noah
Days of Daze
Perfume
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