Happy birthday SG!
Hey SG it's my birthday
'Bout To Give In To You
Copyright 2023 by Michael Walker
Took the ferry took the ferry to the city uh huh
With my guitar
Wrapped up in a garbage bag
Played for hours
Outside The Museum of Art
Got eight dollars
And a Japanese business card
'Bout to give in
'Bout to give in to you
Walked around
Somebody tried to sell me a...
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End Zone Dance
Copyright 2023 by Michael Walker
We all deserve
An end-zone dance
Something to get us
In the papers
We all deserve
An end-zone dance
Do you know
How you're
Gonna shake it?
We all deserve
An end-zone dance
After all the shit
We've been through
We all deserve
A lollipop
Bright red
And full of sugar
We all deserve
A lollipop
Endorphins...
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Mary Won't Allow It
Copyright 2023 by Michael Walker
Mary won't allow it
Sunshine
As anodyne
Sweet chords
On a
Hummingbird
Guitar
Mary won't allow it
Her staff of
Busy bees
All the honey
Yet to be
Gleaned…
Her son didn't die
For your sins
Her son died
On a cross
Of Gold.
Her son died
In foreign wars
Her son died
Before
He was...
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La Guerre
Copyright 2023 by Michael Walker
They came down from the Tower of Babel
In their crazy quilts of words
They could no longer
Understand each other
So they threw stones
Instead
And that was the beginning
Of war
And a million
Wars more…
We'll have a splendid little war
In the wake
Of the Archduke's bier
Send the boys
Into No-Man's Land
With...
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She ended by saying
Nothing ever ends
And then
She died…
The room was
Small and hot
And the world outside
Honked all its horns
Just as it had
Seconds before
Imperative
Michael Walker copyright 2023
"Elevate your brand"
I don't even know
What that means
Anymore.
All I see
Are tattoos
On dubious
Packages
Flotsam
And
Empty stores
Thought
I was
A spirit
Once-upon-a time
Thought I was
A thinking
Feeling
Bleeding
Human.
That's not enough
Elevate
Your
Brand
Sell more
Jetsom
Get tattoos
On every
Inch of you
An Elderly Lady I Know
Copyright 2022 by Michael Walker
Her eyes
Those rapacious
Cave dwellers
Hunt for more light
As the sun prepares
To take
Its final bow
They hunt
For a bloom child
Of flowers
Something she never grew
In all her
Many
Window boxes.
She craves
More paintings
More quilts
More
LIGHT
But bats have come
To roost
In her eyes
Rain...
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