Go water your seeds 
It isn’t for me 
And every month she bleeds
Out part of our history
As she longs for child 
To fill the part of her that’s wild 
And forever free 
But eternity 
Won’t let me move in that direction 
And no man with an erection 
Of desire in the mood
Shall make me brood 
Over what shall not come to pass
And if I ever had class
It’s gone now
So I allow 
The truth of my being to express
The part of me that’s a mess
And her hot under the collar bothers me 
Because she expects my dignity 
To go the way of her folly
But I just hit the volley 
Right back at her
And whatever we were 
Is gone now and it’s a relief
Because her belief 
In how things should be 
Have only ever chained up me 
To the post of her mocking
And she fills her stocking 
With a heavy denier soul 
I only ever see getting old 
And she fears that time 
When forty two would be mine 
In the age of running dry
And it’s okay for me but she’s barely getting by
On the fuel that heats her from beneath
I left that gemstone on the street 

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