The Eggshells Song ('07)

Saving those shallots you sought after she
Leaving the leftover little boy you used to be
Will you still wonder "what happened to me"
If you turn around, dig in the ground to leave

Heard you last evening, your cries came too late
Carefully avoiding anyone who's full of hate
Take it or leave it you still have your fate
The epitome of what you celebrate

You told me things you never said before
I'm wishing that I could do more
Offering what you call the Onion's Place
But you can't even stand to see and accept your face

Had a dark dream I don't know it was right
Girl you're just gay do you got to feel so uptight
I'll wash your hands with cold water and ice
Your uncertainty will always be the price

Do-do-do...

You told me things you never said before
I'm wishing that I could do more
Offering what you call the Onion's Place
But you can't even stand to see and accept your face

I'm hoping soon you'll be standing with those
Wonderful people that you've always wanted to know
Dare you take off your black hood and let go
Of the frightened and defeated one you tow

Dare you take off your black hood and let go
To become the one you'll never shun but show


[October 2023]

The Onion's Place

In her wool knitted hat and her worn out coat
She walked with her bags in the streaming cold
Through the fog and the rain she was all alone
The fields and the highways that were her home

Seeing her makes me wonder what my life's made to be
Seeing her makes me wonder could this happen to me
On a cool sweet November I decided to be
The Woman of Highway 99

Had she walked there all day I can only but guess
She's feeling so pretty but wears no dress
In the two garbage bags there all her treasures lie
She knows it's all junk though she'll never know why

All at once the dense fog lifted off of the road
Looked out for a moment and set down her load
Trying never to let her great tiredness show
She sat on the gravel near the decomposed

Leaning back on her trash using it as a shield
She lighted a cigarette, looked o'er the field
The sun it was low, lighting grass green and bright
I'm wishing she'll stay there until the twilight

[November 2023]

Lemonade

Noah Powell

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