pretending i had an epiphany while biking - sister city lyrics
i got new socks
at a big box store
and a more than decent parking spot
so i didn’t have to walk
out of the best things that have ever happened to me
that is probably near the top
let’s have a somber silence for fighter pilots
for family i never knew
but realistically would have been just as uncomfortable with as i am
with most of the ones that i do
and it’s true
there’s a small herd of elephants in the room
i’ve taken under my care
i ask you don’t stare
they’re much more afraid of you
i’m piling pocket change
i am looking for deck chairs to rearrange
i’m arguing both sides of the debate
whether it’s better to be
a footnote in history
a minuscule misery
or one of the greats
a grin through gritted t–th’s a smile either way
if i’m in a bad place
at least i’ve got good taste
a fresh coat of paint and pictures hung in frames
people staring from the walls
some summer nights we have singalongs
we sing “k-mba-f-cking-ya”
i had a vision of me laying splayed
in a newly painted biking lane
blood lazily making its way
to the nearest city sewer drain
i’m piling pocket change
i am looking for deck chairs to rearrange
i’m arguing both sides of the debate
whether it’s better to be
a footnote in history
a minuscule misery
or one of the greats
a grin through gritted t–th’s a smile either way
i choke on the opening notes
of the triumphant close
and as time starts to slow
i notice the echo
a ridiculous joke
a reverberant “nope”
then a voice whispers “both”
i zone out and i float
to warmth and to white
as it swallows the night
when a sound to my right
punctures the lie
and i’m back on my bike
and i swerve to the side
as a truck runs the light
i go on with my life
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