She
A Christian, a republican
And everything that's nice,
And here I sit and talk to you
As though you were not armed,
Naive and foolish,
Loud and silly,
Talking to a snake.
You purchased a diploma
From a private Christian school.
And that diploma dangles like a scalp,
So worn and old the hair's begun to fall.
Your battle cry is “Family!”
So we pretend you like me.
As phony as a seven dollar bill.
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Farewell
Flatterer and phony
Who when she is weary
Drives you off,
But she does not reject you,
But becomes so vile
It's imperative you leave.
And she announces this at the beginning -
“It won't me be who ends
This love affair.”
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The Cripple
It's physically impossible
For me to say with warmth -
I love you,
I am there for you,
I need you now,
I care -
Without exception
Even without blushing.
I would be an actor
And I couldn't bring it off
While everyone for causes I don't know
Does it daily,
Daily hears it said
So I wash the dishes,
Make your bed and feed the cats -
And often at those special times
When you ask me, spread your soft
Fleece blanket over you
To go to sleep.
My mother beat me brutally
For imitating cripples.
Possibly that's how she made me one.
A kiss no more than nothing on my lips.
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Changes
People change in time -
Their personalities -
The friendly ones turn sour,
The hateful ones find god,
And moms forget they used to beat their children.
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