marilyn’s rainbow

i fell in love today

no big deal, it’s happened before

and i don’t even know her

she is the soundtrack to my life

if i was just that cool

i could be her arthur miller

and maybe it would last this time

but the hipsters are lining the streets of williamsburg with getaway cars

they lay ironic roses at her feet and write love letters in sanskrit

making out checks in time to the beat of her heart

and they can’t fucking dance

doesn’t matter

the agents and their agents and their dates got that shit locked down

and she is thousands of blacktop miles away

but i just kept saying

over

and over

who

are

you?

how can you just appear and hold that much weight

on a seven story mattress

and your voice

that would have driven jack and dean

off the road

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