Thursday, March 29, 2018

The Cursed And Captured Highwayman

Give me the blindfold and the cigarette.
Bayonet my rib cage moon.
I'll open easy as a dark night
for you.

I was just another bastard on the highway
till I robbed that gypsy show,
and a bone in my throat turned brittle
and broke my silence.

Now I can't sleep for my own speaking
or keep any company for the truth
that comes spilling out -
in whispers or shouts-
oh, the violence words can do!

So give me the blindfold and the cigarette.
Bayonet my rib cage moon.
I'll open easy as a dark night
for you.

You can't help but hear my confession
unless you slice my tongue plumb through.
Just give me the blindfold and the cigarette
and shoot.

Originally published by The Five-Two

1 comment:

Fireblossom said...

Pffft, that would be taking the easy way out. Ask the dead man in the bath tub. To keep talking even though it costs you--that's bold, and Gypsies respect that.