Night Music - The Autumns

Stay

Away

From words you can’t explain

Remember

Your reckless father

Alone by

The southern waters

Two tongues tied

Two distant skies

Flecked with white

Last

I heard

Two months he’d been in bed

Beyond the

Brittle urban

Ear;

feeds

A balmy stifled

Air;

bleeds

A radio

Humming fuzz

Girl, you gave me your hand

I know you never had

Someone to love you as I have

When he sets sail

From Port Cheniere

To endless deeps

The scuttle creeps

A nameless song

Of Pontellier

Upon his lips