Left Behind Again

 

Left behind again

Latchkey child again

Straighten up, straighten out

You’re not fit to find again

 

Less than, lower than, not up to par

White trash, trailer rash, bondo car

Steal my cash, keep your rash

You never needed me far

Should’ve left that door ajar

 

Every woman wants to be the one

His eyes can’t leave, or be undone

His leader not his feeder not his breeder oh no

His lover and his cover and reader oh no

 

But I was left behind again

A latchkey child again

Open door, another whore

A twist in the turnstyle again

 

I was left behind again

Lost in the noise again

Not worth leaving home for

No Air bnb in Rome for

Just left behind again

 

Better when I’m high

Lesser when I’m dry

Jimi Janis Scott Weiland

Let behind again

Nothing to find again

Copyright 2017 Shannon Cooper

Dead Leaves and the Dirty Ground 

Illustrations based on the song by The White Stripes 

Dead leaves and the dirty ground
when I know you’re not around
shiny tops and soda pops
when I hear your lips make a sound

Thirty notes in the mailbox
will tell you that I’m coming home
and I think I’m gonna stick around
for a while so you’re not alone


If you can hear a piano fall
you can hear me coming down the hall
if I could just hear your pretty voice
I don’t think I need to see at all

Soft hair and a velvet tongue
I want to give you what you give to me
and every breath that is in your lungs
is a tiny little gift to me

I didn’t feel so bad till the sun went down
then I come home
no one to wrap my arms around

Well any man with a microphone
can tell you what he loves the most
and you know why you love at all
if you’re thinking of the holy ghost

Copyright 2017 Shannon Cooper