Under the Gun

My heart goes out to you
A lover on a night with no moon
I learned to fill out gaunt limbs
Like parrot lady at Lake Michigan
Troubled by a troubled life
We hover blurry and glossy eyed
We passed this way before
We said this then
Under the gun we run
My heart goes out to you
Your puny savings blown
The parrot lady at the ball mask
A boy steps carefully over the grass
The lizard looking up at me
Is so goddamn Disney
We passed this way before
We said this then
Under the gun we run