A Deep Forget

Performed by Accidental Bedfellows



This town is full of escapees
From life's little voodoo tapestries
And we sit and smoke
Like threads without a needle

And like ants tethered to lanterns
On that bypass abuzz behind the grass
Our brethren are spiraling into
The run-out groove

He is fingers in my mantle-dust
As he dips below the line
To leave me with my one reverie
That I fall with him
Into a deep forget

This town is full of amputees
Married to the ghosts of the touch of things
And we sew ourselves a likeness
To carry all our needles

And like fireflies ensnared
In little jars on quarter-acre candy stands
The stories electric
They patter in the corners

He is fingers in my mantle-dust
As he dips below the line
To leave me with my one reverie
That I fall with him
Into a deep forget

~ Brendan Bonsack

The Sky that Came Before
Released November 2013