You Had Better Fix That Crucifix

YOU HAD BETTER FIX THAT CRUCIFIX I’m sitting in McDonald’s at a tiny table all alone Just staring at an inanimate and silent cell phone I ordered a coke and two fries in case she shows up and that’s something she may need Any more food than that would be the epitome of greed It’s not often I can partake or rest in a restaurant with five stars I figure the b**ch will try me on the phone in far too many bars so I know with surety it probably will not ring Because both of us have heard repeatedly the same old thing As crowds pass by men swear she’s starshine incarnate As cloistered and cloudy day women glare at her with hate And that only describes half of her charm in and outside my lover Yet when she sees an upside crucifix in my eyes she’s learned to run for cover A bushel of bartenders know her by name and by her beautiful face Behind my back these traitors would call her to drive me home just in case It seems the law frowns on people driving twice the legal limit in every state And for me temptation, torture and treachery shall never abate My lover is a kind and accepting emergency room nurse Yet all day long she thinks I am her caustic curse She feeds me and gives me a roof over my head I share her couch, her divan and especially her bed Out of the ether I saw a fog and then some beauty oiled forth It was my lover telling me I should stay down here and she’s headed up north I suppose it’s better she and I split rather than living two separate lies But s**t, I wouldn’t have wasted money on ordering two sides of fries © 2011.…Phreepoetree ~free cee!~