Gangster

I'm just a soldier of god,

A mercenary,

I take what I want,

From the ocean of love,

There’s so much more,

Than you can think of,

So much treasure,

It simply awaits,

For those who wait,

Aim and fire,

Hunters and a hierarchy,

Everyone gets to eat,

But whether you're feasting,

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On dog food, flesh, deer bones,

Or the fountain of youth,

Whether your treasure is in heaven,

Or whether you have to dig to hell,

Baby, I came all this way,

Will you give up the plot,

To eat your fill,

Of apple pie,

Will you settle,

Earth, I died here.

The Big City

Things are still relevant,

There’s still a story,

Most of the time I'm not paying attention,

I just write poetry, just air, fruit plucked from space,

Someone I know, just got pregnant,

Busy, like little bunnies, her and Anthony,

Life goes on, people are getting married,

Having kids, I guess those are your thirties,

Where will I end up, will I be happy,

Do I still feel safe, treating myself like a kid,

Or have I eaten the fruit, am I just a hunter,

Another animal, I can still walk in the sun,

But maybe that's because,

God is merciful.

Pedestrian

Its almost enough for a show,

An episode, a story,

I'm still a character,

I'm alive, I wonder,

What god has in store,

Winnipeg is still here,

I still have a history,

I'm hiding a pile of treasure,

I wonder if I'm still cool,

Does my penis still work,

Do I still work the streets,

Damn, I need an escalation of privilege,

I got a job interview,

Maybe that's something,

I have the rest of my thirties to look forward to,

I just bought a carton of cigarettes,

I'm dreaming of you, please marry me,

I love Asians, I'm just passing through,

A lovely strawberry, if I was a hero,

This is where I would claim you.