| "A Song for Abel" | |
| They spoke of a necessary amount of violence, an acceptable amount of violence. You said you reminded me of your younger brother, his movements, his gestures. But we slept in the riverbed. We filled it up with tears. She said the stars reminded her of before there was electricity. A man told me, 'If you fake everything you can give so much more away.' A womb full of tigers, Jewish songs. There's not enough dignity for everyone. 'If you fake everything you can give so much more away' Practice learning disbelief. All we really need to be told is that we are here and it's all right if we die. That's all we really need to be told. This is not the way the world was meant to be. She tells me, 'I am nobody,' she says. She tells me, 'I have nothing to do with explosions.' But they spoke of a necessary amount of violence. They spoke of an acceptable amount of violence. 'I am nobody; I have nothing to do with explosions' And Adam wants to be a lion And Cain wants to be a lamb And I'm just a dove flying over the Mississippi River Able to call, to write, to sing. And all I ever dream about are gas stations. This was all in the time before I'd written any songs about you, any novels, poems. This was before I even knew how to disbelieve. There's not enough dignity for everyone. There's not enough dignity for you or me. I am nobody and I have nothing to do with explosions. I don't care about your violence, your necessary amounts of violence. |
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