| They Go |
| What loyalty binds ties That tear at the soul? So loathsome and cowardly And hateful they go. I hate you for leaving The freshman procession I hate how you left Before your egression And the teenage song, I hate you for sticking Around so long. Cheers to your exit Before puberty set in For begging me to stay Out of nullified sin What vile weights burdened That awkward back But when the valium ran out Your suitcase was packed I hate how you hopped That midnight train I hate how you left The virgin bed stained And you! For leaving On your impetuous whims For wanting me back When I was with him. I hate how you fled For something more And how I left him Like some full-circle whore I hate how you died And left me here living What lonely souls take As compared to their giving I hate you for wanting That green grass dream That palms and beaches Might replace my scheme My cause. Let's stand and applause For teardrops that melt As swift as your truss For leaving me behind Without fare for the bus O, how I loathe perpetual pretend That I wasn't invited Yet must attend Those black sheep holiday feedings But where were you When I was burning and bleeding? I looked around But saw only the trees And remembered me there Down on my knees Through your break-ups and break-downs How improper they go! What lovelights fade As ashes that burn Like the Christmas spruce To ashes returned When they sucked the life Out of that poor little sapling But for a festive yule. Then refunded her unto the Earth A demise so cruel. Reposed were her thickets So the fairy mirth ended And my wounded gatherings You might have attended, Like those birthday blizzards But they all have gone And the tree has withered. |