American Nightmares*
Your history of violence isn't mine.
You don't always scare.
If you tell people the truth,
They don't believe it.
Figure out your life
Then let it go.
Can we trade sweat?
A bunch of plasticf roses
Tells the story of your heart
Not as you relate it
But as it truly is.
You think about this place.
You like it because they don't die.
If lying is for cowards,
Who is truly brave?
I tried to find you.
Did you try to find me?
Do you want to be related
Or merely told?
Time passes fast.
Make your home here
Where the story starts.
The poem takes care of itself
And of it's own.
Throw the ashe!
s of the
dead away.
Tom Savage
3/21/06
*Written while watching Don't Come Knocking, a film by Wim Wenders and Sam Shepard
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