Ballad of Salthill

Monday and it starts out mobile
Monday you can picture “health”
the picture is a stucco villa
shining on a plastic hill

Tuesday and I want an image
of the ecological condition
these raindrops just aren’t normal
Tuesday just get in the car

Tuesday and the heart was lacking
Wednesday and we all worked out
skip to Friday to be sorry
still the sinking feeling lingers

Wednesday and the sun sets later
Thursday and it rises sooner
Saturday’s lost like appetite
to Sunday and the elements

and still the sinking feeling lingers
Now the landlord’s come to visit
he’s complaining of his anger
towers and he dashes out

We vetted the place and have to live there
since we’re not just here to visit
below the hill some ferries linger
practicing off-season schedules

Thursday spawns a plastic vista
Friday and it’s not semantics
plastic cups for plastic villas
if you’re going home we’ll take a ride

Below the hill where fortune lingers
are the puddles metonymic
Friday and the mirror seems like
as good a place to wait as any

Friday and the mirror is still there
Saturday the mirror is still there
Sunday dressed up iridescent
just show me how it really is

and still the sinking feeling lingers
vanity takes the form of waiting
are lines and days just forms of waiting
still the various metallics shine