9/11 Belle & Sebastian played Portland Some idiots in the crowd Kept requesting
“I Fought in a War” Song politely declined I went alone Not sure where Joseph was
Probably working Always on the verge of war If not already in a war When’s the last time
You felt violent?
Does a butcher knife through tofu count? Sometimes A joke falls flat
There should be Shame in that When inner humor isn’t even funny to the self
Not exactly strategy But a step Towards survival Did he love her? At times he knew
Love unbounded Thought it was endless Fool’s gold? Or just foolish immaturity?
Or just bad luck? To fall Out of love To wake up with different feelings
Oof the butcher knife through tofu! Brutal.
Vegetarian pacificism!
I love the capital letters logic in this one also. Secret hinges