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Red Flag​/​Blood Moon

from Mud Tongue by Boog

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You replaced your summer sundresses with cigarette jeans
went back to blonde and carried on, twenty-five going on eighteen
singing Springsteen at the moose lodge, Karaoke queen
You came out of it clean

But you did me dirtier than a Mailer novel
Left me emptier than a lager bottle
in a scene that played out like an Aeschylus drama
for the whole town to see

I get it, he was a manchild and you needed somebody to mother
and why settle for just one love, when you can go find another
To think of all the times that guy called me his brother
You live and you learn

Our friends all fought to have my back or first rights to stab it
They made my pain out to be just another bad habit
but they keep toting me around like the foot of a rabbit
That takes some nerve

Eyeing a spot of sky where the blood moon sits listless
I count the passing hours on my quivering digits
and await the unlikely chance to grant you forgiveness
you don’t deserve

I made a fist around fifteen bills as I passed by the clinic
and straightened out my spine beneath those old woeful bridges
to deliver to that worm three hundred bucks and good wishes
he didn’t deserve

How humble is his tongue when it sunders your lips?
How wholesome is his pulse under your fingertips?
How honest are his eyes, intent on seeing your skin,
or his hands when they visit all the places where mine have been?

Eyeing a spot of sky where the blood moon sits listless
I count the passing hours on my quivering digits
and await the unlikely chance to grant you forgiveness
you don’t deserve

Oh well, what’s a red flag, against a blood moon?
Was there ever a more clever disguise?
Let the slag of the steel town run over my grave when I die

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from Mud Tongue, released March 14, 2016

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