I once knew a girl, my would-be wife,
Who did all she could but still changed my life
Till Europe did come, pregnant with strife
And gave birth to the murder of our children
She once moved my hand a little bit South,
And whispered “If you want, you can just take it off,”
Her endangered skin had never been so soft
I wish I’d died in the arms of February
Her absence had pushed me against the wall
Higher and farther so’d I soon fall
I expected the rest, since once you have it all
There’s nothing to do but to lose it
The blanket unraveled as we sat in the sand
Our voices so serious, the night turned so bland
I remember her lips as they touched my hand
Eternally gracious and loyal
The stutters grew loud as my face shattered wide
In the middle of heaven there was no place to hide
Then the clouds disappeared and thus I was denied
The chance to ever meet my one Savior
Not once, twice, but Infinity got hurt
I bled on the bed-sheets, my notebooks, her skirt
So I buried my letters in Oregonian dirt
And felt the future slipping
Then she dressed me up like a memory doll
Till I looked like her lover, glasses and all
But I'm aware of it now, it was only to stall
My elusive transformation into gone-ness
We salvaged whatever we could from the mud
But too many evenings had reeked of our blood
So Fate saw it fit to unleash the Flood
Which froze up all of our visions
It’s over, it’s empty, there’s nothing to see
The only thing left is her chastity
I suppose that now I can finally breathe
The thick summer air of desolation
Now the battles are over: the end has begun
She won them all; I was the younger one
I promise one day to tell my first-born son
About the Great Civil War of Forever
No comments:
Post a Comment