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Date Posted: 6/12/04 11:35pm
Author: Anonymous
Subject: Memmory Lane

the cities sweltering sunny shine is pummelin my troubled mind
buckets a sweat pourin out from under arms, AZ in the summer time
hazy brown horizon line reminds me of the blind destruction
oppressive pollution n prized corruption, prices undermine the pluses
I look up n observe urban decay, no concern before but urgent today
pride in possesion n silent respect fer public property is burnin away
but people worried bout the earth're gay, can't break a popular perception
walk not in the opposite direction or practice pompous indiscretion
it is not for you to question progression, just sit back n enjoy it
I thought all this with poignant pity n sighed wishin I had some choices
face still drips with moistness as I walk, my head seems to hang
before I stop at a store with a sign in the window labled Memory Lane
ponder a moment, I hadn't meant to delay, but now am intrigued
I could walk this town in my sleep and this shops exsistance is astoundin to me
fergot about the crowd on the street and just stared fer an hour it seemed
cocked my ear and heard the sound of a breeze as it bounces around in the leaves
how could this be? it seemed to come out from behind the glass
dunno how much time had passed, but I found my peace of mind at last
with a resigned laugh I pulled the portal open to the tinkle of bells
a dimly lit interior with nothin but a buncha keys on the shelves
I stood unspeakin until a pleasant woman asked me if I needed some help
just looking, I said my voice uneven as hell as i tried to believe what she sells
from miles distant it seems that she tells me to let my heart lead the way
recallin hardship n pain dark wit decay, hunger, but I'm unable to starve it away
each key marked with a date, time, and familiar places I knew
the door at the back, a sign hangs on it too, sayin:
Pick a memory key, insert in the lock and I'll play it fer you.
it's too insane to be true, but still I find myself payin fer two
subtly shaking I drew close to the closed wooden orafice
the pair of metal forms clutched tight while I kept wonderin what sport is this
first inserted, turned, heard a click, darkness beyond reachin for the switch
transported swift back along times path to a past where I still believe the lord exsists
couldn't've been more than six naive about my future troubles
grippin a plastic gun that's shootin bubbles, runnin n jumpin into sewer puddles
no moments are simple as this and few as subtle, tears streamin I leave
slip the second key in the slot still unable to see through eyes strivin at bein a sea
open the door, flick the switch n stand starin for an hour it seems
in front of this store hearin the sound of a breeze as it bounces around in the leaves...

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