pumped up kicks

robert’s got a quick hand.

he’s looking round the room,

he won’t tell you his plan.

he’s got rolled cigarette

hanging out his mouth,

he’s a cowboy kid, Yeah!

he’s found a six-shooter gun, in his dads closet with the box of fun things –

i don’t even know what.  but he’s coming for you.

Yeah!  he’s coming for you.

daddy works a long day.  he’s bringing me a surprise-

dinner’s in the kitchen and its packed in ice..

waited for a long time, the slight of my hand is now a quick pull—trigger..

reason with (my?) cigarette: say, your hair’s on fire! must have lost your wits.

(adrift dreamers? consciously predatory)  (if so, how then are some dreamers anchored?)


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