And you would slip a noose around my neck
if only I would let you
but you would let my name slip right from between your fingers
if only I would let you
and I told you how daddy cracked my toddler face right open
behind the engine of a freshly revving car
and I told you how my new daddy cracked his face right open
with metal that would leave him with more tangible scars
and you would wonder why I have a quick and sharp temper
flying off the handle and into your ear
and I would wonder why so many gentle folks I knew did wander
into a white blinding light coming bright and near
and some would rearrange the enamel in their mouths
and bits of calcium would flow into the skies
and in my dreams I would hear their mothers' shrieking
and you would wake to the sound of my sleeping cries
and all the pastel and sweet in the world would dissolve in my mouth
like fair ground cotton candy
and you hurt my teeth but it's all my own fault because I let you
but goddamn my mouth aches so much this time
Wednesday, November 10, 2010
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