Lirieke: Mountain Goats, The. Butter Teeth.

we spilled out through the front door

into the blinding lade light

sun reflected on the storefront windows

tremendously bright

we were norwegians come down from the north

attacking the walls of the fortress

i was permanently at the point of exhaustion

you were gorgeous



who's here?

just us

nobody else around

stray electrical currents

trying to find the ground



we haunted the halls of the pharmacy

artlessly shoplifting random things

painkillers, cough syrup, tiger balm

bubblegum, cigarettes, and shower curtain rings

we were portuguese warships cresting the waves

cannons raised ready to dock

you were counting down the hours and minutes

i was trying to find a way of stopping the clock



who's here?

just us

nobody else around

stray electrical currents

trying to find the ground