*dedicated to Chiodos, Intensity in Ten Cities
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* dedicated to Ann H*
-----------------/Salt
Your smile is to me, like Sodom;
Curly blonde hair, blue eyes and that infectious feint amiable laugh:
scabbed (wounded by deep discontent), leprous, lecherous men
intent on carnage – rape of the innocent, slaughtering the righteous.
You have breasts that could set any man’s heart ablaze
like fire from the sky
like brimstone engulfing everything on the ground,
my scorching passion. Gomorrah.
When I first laid eyes on you, migrating from the tents of Abraham
the security of girls less breathtaking,
the safety of the loneliness I’d come to relish,
I knew judgment was drawing near.
But caution and prudence tried to preserve me from pain –
two angels full of compassion – buffers against distressing emotions,
those craven men who yell your repudiation
mobs howling your disavowals and refusals to my lunch invitations
wholly craven and banging on the door of my self esteem
savagely (Like a dilapidated hut set in the wrong part of town).
And of course I was the fool, as I offered my best for your worst,
my eyes of desperation and fawning, two virgin daughters
in exchange for your callous disregard of my feelings, macabre defilement
of fake salutations and warm pleasantries exchanged,
the loss of all my dignity in a crass town with no dignity to speak of.
I wouldn’t listen to the angels. They attempted to coerce me away from you,
my addiction, my coveted white-girl goddess whose presence feels like
the sweetest intoxication, indulgence and hedonism.
If your disdain is torture I am a misguided nephew of masochism.
When we are set to cross paths, every instinct within tells me to run,
“Get up, get out of this place” Tony….for Ann will destroy this city.
I could flee to the plains, you know, to other girls who don’t captivate
or safe havens of other activity to try and heal,
Zoar, a city in the middle of the desert plains quiet and listless and anonymous
with no love.
Now, every time we pass each other in the hall....
it feels like Im wrenching my arms from angels’ hands
sending them to God empty handed
to turn my gaze back on a city full of my fantasies that no longer exists,
one that turned to salt long ago.
(And maybe I have too.....)
[OH ANN, WHY WONT YOU DATE ME? WHY DO YOU SMILE AT ME BUT IT MEANS NOTHING????]
--------------Genesis 19:12-26
Then the men said to Lot, “Have you anyone else here? Son-in-law, your sons, your daughters, and whomever you have in the city—take them out of this place! For we will destroy this place, because the outcry against them has grown great before the face of the Lord, and the Lord has sent us to destroy it.” So Lot went out and spoke to his sons-in-law, who had married his daughters, and said, “Get up, get out of this place; for the Lord will destroy this city!” But to his sons-in-law he seemed to be joking. When the morning dawned, the angels urged Lot to hurry, saying, “Arise, take your wife and your two daughters who are here, lest you be consumed in the punishment of the city.” And while he lingered, the men took hold of his hand, his wife’s hand, and the hands of his two daughters, the Lord being merciful to him, and they brought him out and set him outside the city. So it came to pass, when they had brought them outside, that he said, “Escape for your life! Do not look behind you nor stay anywhere in the plain. Escape to the mountains, lest you be destroyed.” Then Lot said to them, “Please, no, my lords! Indeed now, your servant has found favor in your sight, and you have increased your mercy which you have shown me by saving my life; but I cannot escape to the mountains, lest some evil overtake me and I die. See now, this city is near enough to flee to, and it is a little one; please let me escape there (is it not a little one?) and my soul shall live.” And he said to him, “See, I have favored you concerning this thing also, in that I will not overthrow this city for which you have spoken. Hurry, escape there. For I cannot do anything until you arrive there.” Therefore the name of the city was called Zoar. The sun had risen upon the earth when Lot entered Zoar. Then the Lord rained brimstone and fire on Sodom and Gomorrah, from the Lord out of the heavens. So He overthrew those cities, all the plain, all the inhabitants of the cities, and what grew on the ground. But his wife looked back behind him, and she became a pillar of salt.
--------Intensity In Ten Cities Lyrics
I'm not the one that you want, I'll only let you down.
And I'm pretty sure that you've caught on.
And you can say that 'Oh, I'm just feeling sorry for my...'
I think it's every time I walk into a room
a silence so sudden that I seem to hear it
(Smiles turn to frowns)
Contact saying that you are the rain on their parade.
And how long could you hang on to a word?
Tell me, how long could you hang on to a word?
I'm not the one that you want, I'll only let you down.
And I'm pretty sure that you've caught on.
And you can say that 'Oh, I'm just feeling sorry for myself'
Or maybe it's all eyes on him
in love with ego and intention
the eyes that are just begging me for more.
This is gone and I can see it
your head is full of words,
full of words that don't mean anything.
And how long could you hang on to a word?
Tell me, how long could you hang on to a word?
I'm not the one that you want, I'll always let you down.
And I'm pretty sure that you've caught on.
And you can say that 'Oh, I'm just feeling sorry for myself'
I'm not the one that you want, I'll always let you down.
And I'm pretty sure that you've caught on.
And you can say that 'Oh, I'm just feeling sorry for myself'
(If that's how you feel, then what's there to do?
I'll keep this feeling in my heart
but when you look in my eyes, you will know the truth.)
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Ye are the salt of the earth: but if the salt have lost his savour, wherewith shall it be salted? it is thenceforth good for nothing, but to be cast out, and to be trodden under foot of men. - Matthew 5:13
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