Hold the Head Upright
My swollen heart crumbles when I see you
Flakes gather in the pit of my stomach
Thoughts of you yesterday as I approach
Mangle my mind, aftershock of things new
Needles niggle my brain, too bad, too true
I look at you and smile and all the time
“What if” scrambles through my mind. If I were
Honest? To speculate, to turn the screw!
Yesterday you smiled, chestnut eyes so bright
Incomprehensible, this lifeless thing
A consolation to my heart could sing?
I kiss your forehead, cold bone under skin
Today a corpse inside a box; begin
Anguish to endure, hold the head upright!
Copyright © David Byrne | Year Posted 2010
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