Signals Midwest Limnology
Burn brightly, my fair city. This is my last song to you. I've been spending my nights stumbling drunk and arguing with claims I can't refute. I circumvented this entire town, east to west and back again. I walked a tightrope on the power lines across the river and that's how I learned to swim. You'll never escape it – it will follow you. I shifted in my seat at the funeral and searched for a memory of you, but all my efforts were f..cking useless so I strained for a mental substitute. But I can't escape you; you are part of me just like the body that's glued to my feet. I can't escape you; you are part of me just like the tongue that's trapped behind my teeth. I can't escape you; you are part of me just like the mouth that allows me to speak. You'll never escape it – it will follow you.
