【Mo】Be honest , simple , self

　　　　Flightless Bird


　　　　I was a quick wet boy
　　　　Diving too deep for coins
　　　　All of your street light eyes
　　　　Wide on my plastic toys
　　　　And when the cops closed the fair
　　　　I cut my long baby hair
　　　　Stole me a dog-eared map
　　　　And called for you everywhere

　　　　Have I found you?
　　　　Flightless bird, jealous, weeping
　　　　Or lost you?
　　　　American mouth
　　　　Big pill looming

　　　　Now I'm a fat house cat
　　　　Nursing my sore blunt tongue
　　　　Watching the warm poison rats
　　　　Curl through the wide fence cracks
　　　　Pissing on magazine photos
　　　　Those fishing lures thrown in the cold and clean
　　　　Blood of Christ mountain stream

　　　　Have I found you?
　　　　Flightless bird, grounded bleeding
　　　　Or lost you?
　　　　American mouth
　　　　Big pill, stuck going down