Jerrybaldy
05-26-2011, 07:19 PM
Here is the thing,
the thing is…
You knew I wouldn’t tell you the thing just then.
You iron your hair in a vanity mirror,
I watch your twin smile back.
Your hair crackles and burns and straightens,
I see me in your lip gloss.
Here is the thing…
Your cigarette filter
is a greasy arterial red,
you are wrapped in lace
displaying moles
through eczema peep holes.
I buzz your landing strip for laughs,
with the bravado of no libido.
Here is the thing,
the thing is…
I deserve a car wreck
and you, fair lover,
deserve me back.
the thing is…
You knew I wouldn’t tell you the thing just then.
You iron your hair in a vanity mirror,
I watch your twin smile back.
Your hair crackles and burns and straightens,
I see me in your lip gloss.
Here is the thing…
Your cigarette filter
is a greasy arterial red,
you are wrapped in lace
displaying moles
through eczema peep holes.
I buzz your landing strip for laughs,
with the bravado of no libido.
Here is the thing,
the thing is…
I deserve a car wreck
and you, fair lover,
deserve me back.