Who’s Jon
Andy LeMaster
Your god damned uncle changed you some when you were five more than once
Your near-sighted family toasting healthy alive. Nothing Else
Your burning southern shelter pushed you north to arrive and ignore
A close friend some ecstasy taking off new clothes for the truth
Who's Jon anyway? What does he mean? What did you expect me to say? Who's Jon anyway?
Salty bodies of your half-brothers born reside behind locked doors
Fever-pitched, drunk regret, holes in your lungs staying alive. A lie
Who's Jon anyway? What does he mean? What did you expect me to say? Who's Jon anyway?