What a Mess
Kwyjibo
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I am an orphan
I look discretely over at you
and you are a wire
with circuits on fire
melting your wings
that are held on by glue
and you are the horseman
with gilded swords
that puncture and wound
don't look so angry
you already had me
down on all fours
chained to tasks I can't do
so pick up your infant
and kiss him goodbye
and I'll do what I do
my job is to end it
there's no circumstances
I haven't thought through
so pass me the baby,
and give me the pictures of him I took
my mind is a frown now
with circles and clowns that are looking for you
so wait in the closet, till this feeling passes
and I do something I don't want to do
I look discretely over at you
and you are a wire
with circuits on fire
melting your wings
that are held on by glue
and you are the horseman
with gilded swords
that puncture and wound
don't look so angry
you already had me
down on all fours
chained to tasks I can't do
so pick up your infant
and kiss him goodbye
and I'll do what I do
my job is to end it
there's no circumstances
I haven't thought through
so pass me the baby,
and give me the pictures of him I took
my mind is a frown now
with circles and clowns that are looking for you
so wait in the closet, till this feeling passes
and I do something I don't want to do
The most remarkable thing about you standing in the doorway, is that its you, and that you're standing in the doorway.
I write down good reasons to freeze to death in my spiral ring notebook. But in the long tresses of your hair--I am a babbling brook.
I write down good reasons to freeze to death in my spiral ring notebook. But in the long tresses of your hair--I am a babbling brook.
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The risk I took was calculated, but man, am I bad at math - The Mincing Mockingbird