Cupid's Grudge
I feel sorry for you
cupid had a grudge
and gave your love to me
he must have had a bad day
too many broken hearts
on the Richter scale
he woke up tired (hung over)
and sailed to Dallas
Oak cliff, to a little house
-top floor
snuck in quietly
disturbing the door
He heard your prayers
in empty rooms
he had a grudge
and made a chore of your love
soon he convinced and prodded you
- to
my place of negative space
empty and void, but charming
my face, kind
It’s a defensive smile
a mask to believe
for denial to deceive
not of malice or evil intent
but for love
someone bent
against my chest
under my arm
close consent to all I’m not
He had a grudge to do you harm
in empty rooms
but still with peace
some joy
-and now your love is turned out
unprotected
obese
I feel sorry for you
I wouldn’t even love myself
if I didn’t have to brush my teeth
and my son, my son.
He needs strength
so I fake what I can
steal the rest
yes -
He had a grudge
the evil fairy
but no one can stop the arrows thrust
when we love
we simply
must
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