Well, I'll eat at seven,
when I've had my fill
on slithers of lyrics,
wise song, smooth stilled
my nerves with rough wine
and heard all the songs,
the old PM, Leonard on a wire,
and the lyrics tight strung
It was you, the who,
where and why, I sang to
Always you,
I sang to
So I approach a half-century,
a respectable score,
if you like cricket,
or find it an intractable bore
It was you, the who,
where and why, I sang to
Always you,
I sang to
And the song is turned up,
Malcolm banging on,
I think I disrupt,
by a confluence of tasks,
try hard, too long
It was you, the who,
where and why, I sang to
Always you,
I sang to
I saw my old man
tow a beat-up car
on the hill, he ran,
they made it so far
I've been towing that hulk
for too long now,
maybe just let go of the sulk
and work out how
to let go of that junk,
dump the shit in the trunk,
the dreaming, scheming lows
acknowledge all bumps
are here to stay,
and let go
It was you, the who,
where and why, I sang to
Always you,
I sang to
Always you.
Comments
Welcome back...
Glad to see you haven't forgotten us. I think I get the gist of this one. I'm thinking that you are showing the troubles that you have been 'towing' around with you and have resolved to shed yourself of them and try to smooth things over and get a fresh start. Your reference to "dumping the shit in the trunk" is where a lot of us carry things that we haven't quite decided what to do with. Things that we think we may need to continue our journey in that old junk. You know, like that old patch kit for inner tubes, [while all our tire are now tubeless], that half a bottle of anti-freeze that has been leaking all over the place and those rusty jumper cables that are all twisted. Yes, every now and then we have to clean out our trunks and get rid of the junk car and get a new one, or at least a new second-hand one. I haven't any suggestions for sprucing this one up, but am interested to see what you do with it. ~ Geez.
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Yep, you pretty much nailed it..
Happy new year Geezer :). The trunk was true, as in something that I observed, but wasn't in a position to intervene, but it is "confessional" poetry/song (I've been listening and reading Cohen, so I see less of a difference) but the conceit is to shed much, and keep some. Thanks for your interpretation, and when all the dust has settled from this crazy year past, things will be changing ;). Take care, I will be reading, and back soon for revisions. Cheers, Chris.
Agreed with Geezer, and also
Agreed with Geezer, and also I love the narrative and the descriptions, and I feel like it's something that really hums with the warmth nostalgia and also the bitter reality of the present, but that may just be my random interpretation. ;)
Thanks, and hello Asche!
There is nostalgia there. I was pitching it as a song (and it may be). Nostalgia can be a tricky and treacherous path, and it is present here. I think I will make revisions.
Thanks for your response and insight, very useful, and I look forward to reading you.
Cheers,
Chris.