A watched pot doesn’t boil, you cannot make it
Sometimes you must take it from the fire
Get it cooking once again
Now I see our time in pair one-sided
Entangled webs and rusty machines
Only running at his claim of peril-
You beck and call
I scamper to your side
But when I put my heart out, on the line
I’m denied.
Love breaks, resentment returns
Passion burns it
All to ground
Anger ensues, ensures
Planet’s rings circulate, turns it all back, Panic
Dissipates, hello Rage
Welcome, Loathing
Welcome Home.
And when all is said and done
In our darkest hours I know
You’ll bury a string of women beneath you
Washing me from your memory
And I, a string of men
Over me
Pretend it never happened
The good times… all just
Fabrications
Not now, not ever, nor then.
‘Aint no face-to face
Conversation to be had can tell me
I already know.
‘Ain’t no ‘couple of days’ I wait
Gonna change things
I already know.
(waited and waited days turned to weeks months years last time these terms your terms were followed brought me to hell and back again no no no more)
‘Aint no field of green and promises
Lure me
This one you shall know
‘Aint no changes ever made
Can’t change a man
I already knew
You already know.
As soon as it moved forward, that last day
Of six and ten-
-SNAP-
And back
To your old self again.