Poetic Divination | No More Poetry
“No More Poetry” by Jeff Tweedy
Gonna take a meteor shower
Lay me out on the lawn
With one detective’s daughter
Nth power, shine on
And maybe my verses
Ain’t that free
Cause there’ll be no more
Poetry
Taurus is a great big bull
He hid my heart out in the woods
The heavens move so slow
But I’m quick and good
And you don’t have to be poor
To hang with me
Cause there’ll be no more
Poetry
There’s a God-shaped hole
Bleeding love up above
And in my heart full of soul
I just can’t seem to get enough
And you don’t have to be poor
To hang with me
Cause there’ll be no more
Poetry
Cut it up, cut it up
Fill it up, fill it up
And you don’t have to see me
To be free
Cause there’ll be no more
Poetry
(Okay . . . a better song than a poem, but I like the first couple of stanzas a lot…)