Like Barry Brown

Everywhere I go…spotlight

I like that

Like that ol’ smell

Remember, that dirt leather from the bus?

That wet paint from new home?

What is home?

For a person who has never owned a thing

Everything borrowed

Every dream bartered

I cut that scene too well

I never listened

Paid me what I wanted

Paint me like I’m haunted

Pains me to talk about me

Hurt me to smile wider

What is wrong with me?

Where did I forget all I love?

What am I here for?

Walls closing in…

I’ll die by silver lake

A bullet in the skull

Alone…like Barry Brown

When I lost Daisy Miller

I lost my soul