bragging right

in a ribcage there's a valley
and a town and a night
in my ribcage these i carry
for the climb
………
streetlights disappear with sidewalks
first the town, then the hill
and the chainlink and the tower
unsure still
………
never sure just what it's for
meaning less, meaning more
ladder up over that town
knock yourself out or someone else
bragging right
………
red blinkin' blindin' eye
at my back shine 'cross the town
b'tween the roofs then find her window
take my rib and find her side now
i've tried, i've tried, i only know
it's late, it's cold
………

never sure just what it's for
meaning less, meaning more
you keyhole out over that town
knock yourself out or someone else
bragging right