Speed Trap

Told myself I’ve caught the prettiest one
On the beach the rocks were shaped like a crow
Dug a hole and watched water creep through
On the bike home the water covered you

In the dark the suns still doing its job
On the blue fuji that your grandfather bought
I felt younger
I felt great
I felt no evil

Swept the driveway twice grandaddy came home
Drove the volvo thru miss new jersey lane
A foreclosure on a dead red mansion
On the drive back home your mother sped into

Brother from another planets still on
In the living room of the jersey beach home
In the breezeway
In your this arm
I felt no evil

I am lonely
I am angry
I am all evil