Kyle Sevens is a singer/songwriter/poet from Baltimore. In 2009, the universe gave him multiple sclerosis. With that came violent tremors in his right arm and vocal chords. These tremors have made it extremely difficult for him to do what he loves: play music and write poetry. But difficult is not impossible. Kyle learned to write left handed. Visit his blog and friend him on Facebook. Poem on, people!
So Far, So Good
By Kyle Sevens
let’s just stop where we stand
the end is so drab and such a drag
we got this far, we can make it back
if we turn around now
besides, i’m not ready to play anyway
don’t look so sad
it’s not a good look on you
and it reeks of indifference
but i digress, and i’m sorry
i really am a mess when you’re not around
with no address or solid ground
just me and one side of my brain
pretty lame, if it’s all the same
more fun than a bag of rocks
on a hot august day
but i’m not ready to play anyway
let’s just get drunk in a parked car
we’ll listen to squeeze, if you know what i mean
and we’ll hang over together, you and i
and be ourselves but not alone
the end is so drab and such a drag
we got this far, we can make it back
if we turn around now
besides, i’m not ready to play anyway
don’t look so sad
it’s not a good look on you
and it reeks of indifference
but i digress, and i’m sorry
i really am a mess when you’re not around
with no address or solid ground
just me and one side of my brain
pretty lame, if it’s all the same
more fun than a bag of rocks
on a hot august day
but i’m not ready to play anyway
let’s just get drunk in a parked car
we’ll listen to squeeze, if you know what i mean
and we’ll hang over together, you and i
and be ourselves but not alone
