Wasted Wealth
Phil Elverum
Grappling uneasily with memory
I sing song to make it clear
If a building is my mind being hollowed out
Many stories, many rooms
Then I'm an aging shell propped up in slow decay
Forgetting all I had too soon
Lost wisdom
Roaring in the traffic
Under looming tombstone sign
Summoning memory
Did something start here?
Wild salmon in the reeds
Glowing flooring was sleeping under trees
From business experiment to living place
Built on darkness blossoming
White stag, rare and alone and dead
In the wrong place at home
Grappling uneasily with wasted wealth
A tall memorial shines