Frontier Ruckus - Black Holes Lyrics
Though there are so many black holesThe JCPenny and the back of Kohl’sWhere rot a lot of thingsI can’t sayOh Nicole, your trailer parkCan console any darknessSpooled around the ground-floor patioWhere the tomatoesOnce cooled in your young nightDon’t let it dim your eyesightOf the divorced split-level mansionThe exit of forced expansionNow miniaturedThe furniture sharpens its imprintsInto the carpeting sinceWe’ve dozed off and nappedIs it preserved and plastic-wrapped?Little Caesars birthday nightOur dads have seizures and they biteTheir tongues before the rug-burned floorWhere we learned how to dieWhere we wrestled, laughed, and tickle-torturedTill our love made us crySo Jacqueline, when are you coming home?Your organ bench is warped and wrenched and soMany nights I see your bedroom window lightsI guess the widowed ghost ignitesBecause they left that house in Union LakeAnd I had my First Communion cakeIn a weight-room clubhouse of their apartmentWhere the freeway air of 275Rushed when they were still aliveSo I extend my endless thanksGrandchild pranks and oxygen tanksHissing to the daytime TVWhere you and meCrossword puzzles, I was tenWith some promotional penAnd now the doorknobs and window panes areDripping wetThe dead night is pressing tight againstThe glowing light of a heated home tonightThe time machines of television setsOh Mary, let me see that lotto-heartLet the auto parts break down and dieWheel around the squealing sound of aShopping cartSmile down the grocery aisle till youSoftly hang your head and start toCryFor a whileIn Waterford, the discount storesSneezing in the freezing rain poursSunken women drunken on some far-fetched wrenching dreamsDrenched in Starter jackets of their favorite first-grade teamsThough there are so many black holesJacquelines and orphan NicolesI know they all knowLoveAll the girls in their smooth teethJot death dates on their loose leafI don’t know if I’ll ever die
