Turn Out Your Pockets

by Nick Jaina

somewhere in a wax museum
holding on to fame
a hairdryer makes the queen and Dillinger the same
and you sold out a minute at a time
you sold out your body, your mind

turn them out, turn them out, turn out your pockets
it’s a long ways off, a long wait, a long time
turn them out, turn them out, turn out your pockets
the heaviest wait has been gone for a long time

Sauvie Island may be a tenuous dream
like the iron that you need
in the blood that you bleed

turn them out, turn them out, turn out your pockets
it’s a long ways off, a long wait, a long time
turn them out, turn them out, turn out your pockets
the heaviest wait has been gone for a long time

© 2006 Nick Jaina