Jack hammers sounding like wind chimes
Moved away from where you could see
The stars in the Big Dipper
To a place where the stars where the big tippers
You the
Humbled bird
Driven where nothing wasn’t given
Landed on the hinges of time
And shined
City Girl
With your model walk and your city talk
Could never escape success
Bounded for life
Where you could exceed the heights of the tallest skyscraper
Were you move with a single bound
Where the dust could never settle
You a being of crystal clear intentions
Stained by the opening of your subtle lens
Asking
“Whose really to blame when they beat me down to shame?”
City girl
With every question
Stress arise as the bumps
that blemish the skin
That caused wonders to arise in euphoria
Yes, the worlds larger the last meal you ate
Better it’s never up for debate
On how you digest the emotions of others
To give them some real shit
City girl
The love
That may seem inconsistent
flares with every emotion
That streams down your cheek
You
With the depth of a thousand oceans
And vastness of a thousand winds
With this now bruised
And tattered soul
You revive and come alive just for the sake of the ones
Who weren’t shy to disrespect you
Just to squash them like an insect
Revenge, is a long song of foreseen danger
The mental infliction
is a major credential in the next step of instability
Stand beyond that
Look beyond the wondering eyes
Lastly city girl
Feel beyond all physical realms and prosper
Poet Douglas Kearney and composer/producer/drummer Val Jeanty link up for a a compelling LP that feels like the written word come to life. Bandcamp New & Notable Mar 30, 2021