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I was supposed to meet my bride
tonight but she skipped town
with a man from up north.
Baby, what did I do?
Goddamn
what’s an enigma and what’s young love and why do I taste copper in my mouth and who said not to break holes in my walls and if I did would it be so bad?
I’m writing for me
not for the women slipping in my head

Right?

What the hell is a bonfire and why do you hate the way I taste and is it really that rotten?

I hated a million and one voices
all the times I spoke red
learnt to waltz
whispered your hopes to my priest

There was a man from my past. His father was a bigot, full of fear, hatred for his son. He went into the office I worked at and changed his last name.

After all my posturing, I wish she had stuck around.
To hell with her husbands and good behavior.