I Ran Away With Ed (We Watched)
my shadow is lonely under
the ashes that I left behind.
(our hearts, torn asunder,
didn’t you take that in mind?)
heal the ever-coughing harbour,
I waste away, and you -
forsake (we lie awake)
trudge on (and on…) and on,
(and if we only knew…)
come to call on me?
find better calluses for company.
for when I fall, I flee
into my dead-Barbie corset humvee.
will they write your name
on your tombstone to prove that you came?
as you lay awake,
will they cry, will their blood-rivers quake?
will they cry, will their blood-rivers quake?
when you die, what the hell will you take?
- - -
where was the damned old
ballerina chopped? Was it us,
or the Carolinas’ gassed-up sun?
both took it easy, peaches,
quiet is a chainsaw, we fought
for the grinding, and the fight was done.
bleed us out of sight,
what we could have done right,
is a joke,
is a laughing old faithful.
and we –
died in her blue jeans,
died to atone, well
she sauntered off the meter,
did she die alone?
