"A
Thousand Kisses Deep"
The ponies
run, the girls are young,
The odds
are there to beat.
You win a
while, and then it’s done –
Your little
winning streak.
And
summoned now to deal
With your
invincible defeat,
You live
your life as if it’s real,
A Thousand
Kisses Deep.
I’m turning
tricks, I’m getting fixed,
I’m back on
Boogie Street.
You lose
your grip, and then you slip
Into the
Masterpiece.
And maybe I
had miles to drive,
And
promises to keep:
You ditch
it all to stay alive,
A Thousand
Kisses Deep.
And
sometimes when the night is slow,
The
wretched and the meek,
We gather
up our hearts and go,
A Thousand
Kisses Deep.
Confined to
sex, we pressed against
The limits
of the sea:
I saw there
were no oceans left
For
scavengers like me.
I made it
to the forward deck.
I blessed
our remnant fleet –
And then
consented to be wrecked,
A Thousand
Kisses Deep.
I’m turning
tricks, I’m getting fixed,
I’m back on
Boogie Street.
I guess
they won’t exchange the gifts
That you
were meant to keep.
And quiet
is the thought of you,
The file on
you complete,
Except what
we forgot to do,
A Thousand
Kisses Deep.
And
sometimes when the night is slow,
The
wretched and the meek,
We gather
up our hearts and go,
A Thousand
Kisses Deep.
The ponies
run, the girls are young,
The odds
are there to beat . . .
