A
GOOD BRICK
It
took me quite a while
to
throw the brick.
Lost
in contemplation
and
feelings of
peace
and harmony, I
went
the other
way
and just threw it with
bad
intention.
It
took me quite a while
to
think about
the
consequences. Lots of
beer
and rum and
coke
took care of my mind
and
feelings of
regret. I threw the brick
like
if it was
a
grenade through your front
window
when you
were
probably not home.
I
did not call
first. You told me not to,
ever
again,
and
so I respected
your
wishes. It
took
me quite a while to
realize
I
wasted
a good brick on
you,
not just a
good
heart that’s now broken
like
your window.
BEARDED
LADY
You
grow a beard
to
go with your blue eyes
and
gold tooth.
You
wear your dress
long
to the floor and smile
forever.
In
the circus
you’re
the star of the show.
Deservedly,
so,
you have a
group
of followers and
suitors,
who
wish
to lie with
you
and have children and
live
free of
prejudices. You
let
your beard grow long and
it
only
makes
you look
more
beautiful to those
who
see you
for
who you are.
In
the sun your gold tooth
reflects
and
blinds
those who cast
stones
in your direction.
Your
blue eyes
shine
on like some
crazy
diamond and you
smile
with love.
YOUR
HAND IN MINE
Noon-tide
comes along.
Put
your hand in mine.
Let
love take hold. Be
my
captive and I’ll be yours.
All
I need is you.
Don’t
keep me away.
Midnight’s
desolate
hour
brings silence, but
my
soul stays up for
your
love. Come on over.
Put
your hand in mine.
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