oh, docking guard
patron saint of wealth
come oceanside.
I've seen your overblown gestures
your glance towards a hiding place.
if there's another way
I have yet to find it,
and I almost hear the call --
reaching out,
dragging down--
goldmine.
and if I stumble back into old routines
cheap red wine and empty rooms
cost effectivity
remind me: it's a steady road
calling out, "I never doubt the bottom line,
I need nothing more."
Oh young pirate,
protector of code
come oceanside.
i've seen your overblown gestures
your glance towards a hiding place
if there's another way
I have yet to find it,
and I almost hear the call --
reaching out,
dragging down,
goldmine.
and if I stumble back into old routines
cheap red wine and empty rooms
cause defectivity;
remind me: it's a steady road
calling out, "I never doubt the bottom line,
I need nothing more."
Tom Heyman documents life in San Francisco circa 2023, refusing to succumb to easy characterization & instead capturing the city’s nuance. Bandcamp New & Notable Oct 22, 2023