but you can have it

Your voice always shakes
breaks through the glass screen
and baby, when you scream
it gets me weak in the knees.

I pretend I hate it, because
I know we won't make it
pretend, I said,
I'm just faking it.

Well, we've both been waiting
for him to leave me, for you to
need me, knead me like dough for
bread, medicine for your
thick, thick head.

My days are long and wrong
but you can have them
my knees are weak and bare
but you can wear them
my heart is battered and broken
but you can have it