Don't Let Me Starve
Thursday, June 4, 2009
LEAD FEET & CONCRETE
I'm pretty sure I'm obsessing
because every hour I'm checking
my phone to see if you care.
If you're there,
my stomach does back flips on itself,
I jump around giddy like a girl
who just held her first boy's hand.
And I land face flat and churning inside,
brow-furled and misty-eyed,
sick like I'm on the kick
if you're not there.
And I am beat up and rusty inside,
my head is about to unwind,
you're just what I need-
you're the best type of disease.
If anybody says otherwise
I'll blacken their eyes,
put out their lights.
If anybody says anything that is of of line
I'll make them wish they'd died
before they ever met me.
I love you so much that I'm sorry
I did not know you sooner
that I could have loved you always.
And I hate you away without me
but that's life- it's long and rotten-
but I think you'll make it better.
I know a mouthful of words could not convey
the feelings streaming tears down my face
when I think of you.
You're telling me too much, you're telling me too much
your words are like vipers that sting my desires
leaving them in flames.
I don't know if I can take
any more of this heartbreaking
love I have for you.
To tell you the truth
I'll always tell you the truth.
If anybody says otherwise
I'll blacken their eyes,
put out their lights.
If anybody says anything that is of of line
I'll make them wish they'd died
before they ever met me.
How did you get me
so wound up?
Popping like a spring
filling my cup
with so many feelings,
loving and ghostly,
heart held in my hand,
half in my head.
You know that I'm ready
to take a fall,
break off at the knees,
crawling and bawling.
Lay at your feet,
just like a dog,
but if you kick me
I'll walk away with your love.
If anybody says otherwise
I'll blacken their eyes,
put out their lights.
If anybody says anything that is of of line
I'll make them wish they'd died
before they ever met me.
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