Tuesday, February 14, 2012

Canvas Hearts

image borrowed from brian

Canvas Hearts

Four score and seven years ago
our fathers brought forth on this continent,
a new nation,

conceived in Liberty,
and dedicated to the proposition
that all men are created equal---

but we know thats not true
and this aint a size thing, not what you do
before but after the ring, yeah
script fliped when the lips tripped with 'i do'
and don't, soon as you get home
once hot, now---heh, guess not,
romance, a body that needs exhuming
to search for evidence of its existence---
yeah rome is burning,
all heat consumed by ashes,
leaking like ceasar, perpetrated by cassius

clay could rope a dope but when you won't swing
you got no hope and'll kiss the canvas mat
1-2-3 now ten count, yeah you out---what's that,
laid back on the couch,
getting while the gettings good
---then you passed out
snore a dull roar, yeah boy
you got a pretty mouth
& a silver tongue, enough to seal the deal
but what you got
when it comes undone

Four score and seven years ago
has it really been that long since
you last tried to woo
instead'a just expecting her in the bedroom,
St Valentine's a martyr, so one day a year---
you can try harder, it's the Hallmark &
you been carded,
yeah this is a song for the broken hearted,
it's time to leave Egypt, water's parted,
don't know bout you
but my love needs more than 24 hours
they say the dandelions a weed not a flower
who we got to model the role, but our fathers
but then again, ain't all men created equal
and there's a reason her answer is two advil
ooo how bad's that feel, you can deny
but it's mad real

Time to plant the flag in this hill,
nah not like that,
but this, a new nation of understanding what
love is, not a one day plan
from a one night man,
in a one minute stand,
where ladies got no reason
to say "you mean that's it?"---damn,
time to grow up boy be a man,
open your ears, and don't skip
dedicate to a proposition
romance is a life style, not position,
once more back to Lincoln

In the end, it's not the years
in your life that count.
It's the life in your years.

Brian Miller

Posted over on his site Way Station One
Listed as #21 over at dVerse Poets-OLN31

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