Posey

All accounted for, then?
Prescriptive songs have been written
Reading through, I'm missing one crucial
Not crypto-fied in any of my lines

The requisite profession
Once good verses like tired reruns
The barge pulls from an endless ocean
I don't mind, for you I'll be an artistic no one

I could write you in
I've got a pocket-full of stories to spin
Real enough to have kept me going
Life-like dreams I'm sustained by and trapped in

But picture it all poetic
Relatable but authentic
Including proof of how we definitely click
From the back row desk with faked arithmetic

I've covered coming to terms
Coveting my thoughts of you and what they affirm
My repeating phases are of concern
You tell me what I haven't addressed

I could write you in
I've got a pocket-full of stories to spin
Real enough to have kept me going
Life-like dreams I'm sustained by and trapped in

I think this art can be torturous
Metric bars that enclose us
Should we talk since we'll be here for some time
Carving tallies with a striped-down concubine

No one wants to hear me counsel myself
Small voice coaching me to better health
Every song is a waste without you
This one with those I regrettably include

But I could write you in
I've got a pocket-full of stories to spin
Real enough to have kept me going
Life-like dreams I'm sustained by and trapped in

One more verse then I'll stop
It's obvious that I'm frustrated I can't get what I want
Can't you see these words write themselves?
We're far from a fiction I am trying to sell

I could write you in
I've got a pocket-full of stories to spin
Real enough to have kept me going
Life-like dreams I'm sustained by and trapped in

I could write you in
I've got a pocket-full of stories to spin
Real enough to have kept me going
Life-like dreams I'm sustained by and trapped in



Credits
Writer(s): Brian Kohlhoff
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