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Figures of Speech (The Seasons of Christ)

from Physics Says by Jon Hughes



Figures of Speech (The Seasons of Christ)

I was born
Of the breath
Of the dog
I knew best;
His name
Was Me
He learned to hide
He learned to seek;
'Til all
That he sought
Was just less
Of what he thought;
And all
That he knew
Was less of me
And more of you.

Now the pictures are pains,
Are corporeal stains,
Like the seasons of Christ,
Never wrong and never right
For what we believe
Is collectively perceived
For those who agree
Upon a common way to see;

And only for shame
Is the body he became
Out of mind.

There's a spot
On the wall
That we don't know
What to call;
There's a corpse
Of a ball
That's not spherical at all;
There's a way about the stars
That reminds me of car
Headlights in the dark
When they twinkle from afar;
There's looks that you don,
Unwittingly put on,
Like silver on a pond,
Just there, then gone;
But the mind is less
Of a well than a nest,
A blessing professed
By those who handled it best;
And only for shame
Is the notion it became
Out of mind.

Is it weird
Or is it strange
To be a number
And a name
On a page
That you claim
To reserve
For those who came
And stayed for a while
To keep you warm, to keep you high
To keep you beside
Yourself in your pride?

There's spaces in my teeth
When there's nothing in between
Where animals breathe
In figures of speech.


from Physics Says, released May 5, 2007


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American songwriter and multi-instrumentalist, Jon Hughes, has been based in Ireland since 2005. He has shared a stage with Damien Jurado, She Keeps Bees, and the legendary singer-songwriter, Buddy Mondlock.

Hughes' latest collection of songs, "Sunshine Remorse", was released in January of 2019.
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