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Soda Water (by Jess Klein)
[Jess Klein]
Camel coat, auburn hair
Idle taxi, Leicester Square
Like a lion in black
Sends up the windows and leans on back
Honey’s dripping from the trees
Order me a soda water
Rifles swinging at my knees
Order me a soda water
Said my castle in Nice
Sits on a cove, on a beach
Where a girl can move slow
In a pace she wants to know
So I showed him my cards
He was stunned by the scars
And he said, “That ain’t right
C’mon now baby I’ll hold you, that’s right”
Honey’s dripping from the trees
Order me a soda water
Rifles swinging at my knees
Order me a soda water
A tall, a tall
Now the way it all goes
Happens quick, we all know
This room late at night
Is where I’m keeping my candle bright
And I weave up these lines
Green and thick-rutted vines
Out the window they all grow
And oil slick in the grass below
Where I run, not a care
Oiled leaves in my hair
‘Til I tense like a wren
And worry back on his kisses again
[MCF]
Honey from the trees, you’d think the bees are acting generous.
It’s endless: the revolutionaries won’t append this
incident to the history of the struggle for upheaval
in the heart of a young girl at a bar who’s more than equal
to the task at hand: the fastest man ever to make General,
considering this girl as a guerrilla who’s still amenable.
An untenable position. See, he represents the powers,
and she gets swayed more by the accolades of the proles than by the flowers
that he holds, the honeyed words he utters,
the way that he keeps the dawn at bay behind the shutters.
And she mutters to herself as she’s collecting her possessions
that the earring that she left inside his limo wasn’t precious.
And if this stretches truth, it fits within the rhetoric
of the rebels that she meddles with. They know her as inveterate
adversary to tin-horn dictators worldwide.
Pour another soda so the girl can keep her pride.
[Jess Klein]
Honey’s dripping from the trees
Order me a soda water
Rifles swinging at my knees
Order me a soda water
Honey’s dripping from the trees
Order me a soda water
Baseball bat swinging at my knees
Order me a soda water
Order me a soda water
Order me a soda water
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