Timeless Towns and Haunted Places

(Nutra Stick Productions, 2003)

Constellation Poetry

 


All the sad people are waiting in line to read their poetry
And they’re young, but they’re mad
‘Cause they can’t ride the horse

That flies through the night and lets the star-skewed lines sneak through and be free
If you connect the dots
As they ought to be shown

According to the people who named them
Struggling to see how the stars made sense

Because something
Can’t be nothing
How could nothing
Simply leave us to waste time?

But those waiting
To read writing
I was talking
About in the beginning
Are still standing in line


words and music © 2003 Jeremy Mathews