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The Original

from Dead Weight by Jon Hughes



The Original

I woke—the plaster crackle there—
Felt the crackle in my nerves.
Geraniums I swore I should’ve seen.
Through the windows was an empty vase.
Eighteen bells. Blood is screaming in my ears and then,
Together, the whispers on the stairs
Spell the letters of her name.
Great endless rain, traces rearranged
Underneath decaying elms.
When they find you I’ll be feared above all else,
And they’ll love me all the same.

The man in black
Standing at the gates,
See him beckon me,
Me alone.

I hold a copper to the sun.
Watch it set on the rubescent wall.
Effluvia of gasoline of piss
With the passing of the 408.
Eighteen bells. Blood is screaming in my ears again.
The idiot ranting on the streets
Sees the river where she lay.
Good ends resigned, trouble redefined,
Under devastating ends.
And they will see me as your first and only friend,
And they will tremble when they see
You are mine.


from Dead Weight, released January 31, 2011


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Jon Hughes Ireland

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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