POETRY

Room Or?

There’s a room
there’s a room
there’s a rumor
that you are coming to town
and you know that it’s true
there’s no love without you
you explain all your needs
like a farmer sews their seeds

There’s a room
there’s a room
there’s a room where
your lover can be found
sweeping seeds
noting needs
taking greed
as a fertile sound
and you know that it’s true
your love is a tacky glue

theres a room
theres a room
theres a rumba where lovers can be found
they know the steps
hands caress
to the beat
of invigorating sound
you’ll never know the truth
if you sit alone in the booth

we’ll dance in circles
and call the gods
its better than living life
by the odds
take a risk on the rocks
Theres a shot for every body.
there’s a cost for every thought
time is a music, and sights the show
the living are dreaming didnt you know
follow your heart and not anothers.
(musical interlude)
There’s a room
there’s a room
there’s a room where you can be found
in a gown
with a crown
and a secretive set of goons.
sent out to protect you
deployed by magic hands
instilled with incantations
which defy the will, human.
oh oh
There’s a room
there’s a room
there’s a rumor that you are coming too.