A Man Of Stature

Maybe I should just get married and fuck it all 
Like you told me through the brick wall
You talked to me from behind
Like I was out of my mind
And you had to use gloves to trace
The truth I couldn’t bear to face
And I’d drawn a pretty picture in years
But I’m looking at you through the tears
Not believing what you’re saying
And in spite of all my praying
You still turn the wheel
Tell me that I shouldn’t feel
What is real
And if love was ever true
Then forever is me and you
And we age and pages hold the rage
Of something you couldn’t stage
As you hold up a light in a grass so green
And tell me you’ve found another queen
One who won’t rot and burn and fester
The court is adjourned and the jester
Has left the room
And all that doom
I took with me to the lodge
And the bullet that I couldn’t dodge
When you fired the gun
Like I was the only one
Who’s heart you could pierce
I used to be brave, I was fierce
Now I just haunt the halls
Of incendiary free for alls
And say I’m for the female right to be free
But I know that if it was up to me
I’d be with you
But you don’t want to
So I let it be
Let you make shards of me
As you cut the glass
And rip into what you couldn’t make last
And you may have her home, her bed, her child
But you can’t take my wild
And turn it into domesticity
If that’s the role you wish with felicity
That I may have
I’d take the chains and the feeling bad
And turn it into something new
A world of firsts without you
And you cannot own
What I have grown
And red is the colour of my true love’s heart
But he’s not the one so we are apart
And I keep on saying that I’m coming back
But we both know it’s something that I lack
In conviction
And the eviction
From a tenant farm
Is not something that could have kept me from harm
As I’m keening over a frame
A body that held a soul I cannot name
Now that he’s gone
And it’s been so long
But I don’t forget
And the bone might set
But there’s always some kind of tissue around the break
Around the one I will not forsake
Not for love nor money
Not even for you, honey

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