let me take you to the river
let me take you to the shore
let me take you to a providence
youve never been to before
i could write you notes in pencil
i could write you poems in pen.
i could dress you name with flowers
and do it again.
lovely, lie you napkin down
lady, tie your shoe
lovely one with the hop-scotch dress
do the things you do
things began to simmer
and things began to stir
i never did remember
what drew me to her
i've been putting out your fire
like,
enough and enough already
give it to me straight, boss
don't blow it in your whistle.
you underdog,
who will never score
you anecdote
without disease
you miserable, selfish pig
you want the whole world
no one ever told you
that
you dont deserve anything, there is no
entitlement
for which you
qualify.
Your madness is not beautiful enough
to be genius,
no it is only
weakness
so peach,
pear
stay away from here.
do not ask for honey
when your down below
what you get is what you get
and thats all there is to know.
cold cold cold and the butterfly sailed
away into the evening noise
and the chirps of the birds
and the chirps
and in the calling birds noise
there was a ring.
like a straw in a glass of cherry sugar
i puckered my mouth
i seemed to close my eyes
and the spinning world let go of me
closer to the spirit
closer to the source
humble, like im supposed to be
gallant, like a horse.
touching bits of everything
of money and of bone
talk of something, saying nothing
asking, hunting, baiting, hushing
nothing that makes me sick
can
do what it does when i see the mask
slip
and the black truth
touches my eye
and my shuddering can be heard
in the bat caves of hell
while some beast sits
in hunger and waste.
do not salute me for i'm not your friend
i'd not expect you to be mine
you could take my life, i know its so
and i could swallow yours
we will play the truce
until violence strikes
and then the ruthless with their confident
hands
will win
i will make it to the other side.
let the deciphering begin
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