Tom Waits by the Barnstaccato rhythm starts the day elephantine clouds pass us bydid you go to the barn, "no sir" echoes down hometom waits for the moment and brings us to knees hands on headhead on earth bowing at the altar of the oldest treewoven branches touch the sky leaves a spearhead of greenpokes tender that place between eyes no more lies hereonly truths shot-glass potions wicked wondering and wetaromatic elixer snap-crack whip broken dreams stagnant filthyou can't harm them anymore but you can still hear the crystaccato rhythm ends it all and elephantine clouds point at themhome go on down home do go down home "yes sir".
where did you go?oh where did you go writing muse?oh where did you go darling muse-ee?i remember before i drugged my headi could conjur you with little more than a quotenow merrily i go alongpretending you're still heredid i leave you in the waving tree?if i did i am sorry and will write you postcardsuntil you come back.dear muse,i miss you and look forward to your return.hopefully when you get back you will havestories to share. until that timei miss you my dear.love,me.
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