Locals Only.

Locals Only.

what a local guy knows

is what all the locals know

he's had them all once

and formed a florid tableau

he knew what to render

and I aligned just right

he came with all my wishes

and a petite Saint canine

PS

there's no hair bands allowed

at this show tonight

leave the synthetics at home

preacher teach you right

preacher reach you right

preacher reach you right

Like, Only

Like, Only

Only smiling, because that’s what they want
Simply dying; I can’t have what I want
A paper chain link fence
A subtle hand blueprint
A little sideways myth
But you knew what I meant

Only playing, it’s what all boys do
Just reframing; me & you, us two
A furry-lipped debate
A mountainous heartbreak
A little lust enflamed
But this is what you made

Only diving, in an oyster’s shell
I’m surviving, in my strung up hell
A rigid sign thirteen
A post beneath the sheet
A stroll down ego street
But you know what I mean

CaS // may seventeenth // two-thousand-sixteen