Stubborn Little Girl


Stubborn little girl
Why are your hands in curls
Did you get into a fight today
Did your mommy take your pain away?

You look so cute
In your navy blue suit
How many times did you cry
Before you told another lie?

Can you wait for church on Sunday
Or can you make today your fun day?
Somebody cleans you up so well
It’s just so hard to tell

You see shadows without darkness
And speak to them through harkness
What joy is make-believe
When they won’t let you grieve
Stubborn little girl

I wish you’d ask my name


 

The way you flip your hair

tells me you’re on it

But the way you part your teeth

I wish you would flaunt it

Don’t mind me if I stare

Or if you see me everywhere

Sometimes I wish you’d ask my name

 

The way you walk

 down the aisle

could make a lame man

 stand and smile

My how did you get your fame

Maybe it was the way you talk

that made men draw their own shadows with chalk

 

Damn, I wish you would ask me my name

 

And it’s a fine time

To make me thine

I got a name with my frame

And I’m down with a game

that would turn this smoke into a flame

I dare you

to ask me my name

 

When I think of our future

Makes my insides need a suture

My God, you’ve got me so tame

Our offspring from the sheets

would stand the test of time with tweets

Just give them my

own last name

 

Just let me love

to be loved

And then be loved

so I can love

Don’t make this a crying shame

When it’s time to lay your head

on my pillow on our bed

I hope I’ve made my mark with my name

 

If Winter Comes


If Winter comes

And I’m not here

Fear the wind hums

Without shadow or sun

does cheer

 

May the snow fall like ash

Brush off into ones clothes

And bear mark like a rash

While smelling still roses

 

If Winter Comes

And I’m not here

Fear the wind hums

For my return

Galloping like raw steer

 

Should the air stifle hyenas

Divided they will fall

Victorious roars from the arenas

Distinguishable mating call

 

Flowing blood on silk pajamas

Lust taken with a twist

Like relaxing in Bahamas

Dignity stolen with a fist

 

If Winter Comes

And I’m not here

Fear the wind hums

I am still near