Ashes of American Flags

The cash machine is blue and green

For a hundred in twenties and a small service fee

I could spend and 3 63 on Diet Coca Cola

And unlit cigarettes

I'd really rather listen to poets

But nobody gives a ****

How hot and sorrowful

This machine begs through muck

All my lies are always wishes

I know I could die if I could come back new

I want a good life

With a nose for things

Fresh wind and bright sky

To enjoy my suffering

A hole without a key

If i break my tongue

Speaking of tomorrow

How will it ever come

Oh all my lies are always wishes

I know I will die if I could come back new

I am down on my hands and knees

Every time the doorbell rings

I shake like a toothache

When I hear myself sing

Oh my lies are only wishes

I know I will die if I could come back new

I would like to salute

The ashes of American flags

And all the fallen leaves

Filling up shopping bags