Cuts
No one seesAll of meLike you do And when you sayI’m not enoughIt cuts through Me like a saberTaking part of meBut you’re my father
No one seesAll of meLike you do And when you sayI’m not enoughIt cuts through Me like a saberTaking part of meBut you’re my father
Like a butcher,you carefully carved my heartOut of my lifeAnd left it bleeding Her lipstick and pillsBy your bedHer blood on your sheetsMine pounds in my headAnd you left me bleeding My call for helpAnd you were engagedMy tire flatI didn’t callBecause I knew you’d failAnd leave me bleeding I know you’ll trySomeday againAnd I…
I am notpart-timehalf-heartedfragmentedabridged. I amall inimmersedunstoppable. Take all of meOr let me go.
Unlimited capacity for holdingYour basket.And carrying the laundryPutting it away carefully.To have you rifle throughDigging out the desired memoryTo put on fresh and clean.And discard againSweaty and soiled.Like Prometheus pushing a boulder up the hill.Only this time I find her panties in the basket.And her stain on your sheets.
No more in love with methan a bee with a flowerAs he dances to find what he needs.And she gives it in hopes of eternity. Let me love you like a rose.And watch you fly from flower to flower,Waiting for your assured returnThe best sourceOf lifeAnd loveThat you require. Let me love you like a…
Compelled by instinctThe salmon fliesUpstreamAgainst a currentSo fierce it would pullA grown man back. The hardest featOf life on earth. And as she flies,Does she resentThe man taking his sonTo fish in the streamFor something tastyWho mightRip her heartFrom her bodyIf he catches herOn her wayTo do whatshe was born for.
You should never shush a womanUnless she’s rarely shushed at allAnd then it’s kind of epicAs a man takes controlWhen she’s had it all before.If you shush this kind of womanYou’ll tear down her wallsAnd let you take the wheelAnd be grateful for itAll night.
The seal waddles to the seaBoth her salvation and her death.Does she know at birththat the water will beThe cradle of all her days?Can she see the orcaThat may cut her heartIn half?And she crawls across the sandBecause she mustShe will live a lifeOr have her heart cut outTodayIn an instantShe doesn’t hesitate on the…