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David Keenan

Prized Game

 

Prized Game

(album: Isolation Tapes, Vol. 2 - 2020)


Wounded animal, prized game
Sunburned hide still seeking, peeking
When will you be back
To take the naked photographs of me?

Wounded animal prized game
Last saw you lying on the Lino floor
Dissecting the Moon cycles
Reading parables from a child soldier's Bible

All we have is the now until it's spent
Then we live amongst the memories we choose to invent
Like you counting your loose change
Do you have any loose change
For my electric meter?

Wounded animal, prized game, c'mere
Can I even call you that, in this day and age?
Read my body language
I see now said the blind man removing the bandage

Wounded animal, prized game
You are lit from within, and it's an inside job
I've destroyed the morning pages
So get dressed and release the sad birds from their cages

I implore, I employ every part of myself
Into the question mark you call a mouth
I implore, I employ every part of myself
Into the question mark you call a mouth

Why do you not write much these days?
I'm gonna wait until my wisdom teeth fall out
You're a liar
And fuck you! You're a liar too

Things were easier
When you thought I was someone else

Wounded animal, prized game
Sunburned hide still seeking, peeking
When will you be back
To take the naked photographs of me?

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