Sodom
Freedom exists
Wiping your vomit from the floor
And pulling the splinters of innumerable docks from your feet.
We came like angels to Sodom, two rockets hitting a beach.
We came to Sodom when the sun ducked in for a visit, stayed all day and stained the sheets.
We came to Sodom the evening where no matter how many towels are ruined we cant scrape dinner off the bar.
We came to Sodom were our jokes were butchered to the choirs of sullen Midwestern democratic scowls.
We came to Sodom wine drink, carrying cartons from Virginia.
We came to Sodom missing bleak impressionist visions of gas fires on trains.
We came to Sodom mimicking tool and the MGs on bass/guitar respectively.
We came to Sodom leaving the shining hope in sister’s eyes, banjo on the knee aesthetic.
We came to Sodom and the earliest I can see is to late by any other name.
We came to Sodom full of a brimming hope that spilt on the floor was moped into the drain and now rejoins the ocean.
We came to Sodom racing towards the highway, the way the dog ran! Broken glass under our feet and a leaving the sagging ectoplasm behind.
We came to Sodom
We came to Sodom
We came to Sodom
Waiting for the future
Waiting for the wave about to break
Waiting for the things about to come
We came and we see!
