It’s a dirty trap falling into
That hole of memories
But I have to laugh because
When I told her that you should
Be at home like a Queen treated
With respect and dignity in every
Way that your job was just to be that
Because you are so uplifting
You didn’t scream you didn’t argue
You smiled you careened you blushed
Your joy echoed through the halls
Of my mind and the walls of my heart
Maybe it wasn’t funny but
She really didn’t deserve the royal treatment
She thought she was some kind of priestess
And I had treated her well up on a pedestal
Until she was always enraged in general
A rageaholic the thing that got her
Embittered by the way life succeeded
Circling around her unaware
I gave her everything I had to give and
Up and out of bed she was to decide
What things she was determined to
Set on fire that day and I was in the
Line of all of whatever mischief she
Intended to play wether I gave her
The benefit of the doubt not knowing
That she would explode or mow
Somebody down she knew she was
This way but you were not and that
Was foreign to me like a currency
From another country and I invited you
So we went to the movies and I was
Ready to braid your hair for you
But you were unsure if you wanted to
Leave your bangs out and I could
Barely concentrate as the usher
Brought up a cart of treats to divvy
Out we weren’t on the list but
Interested and he thought that he
Was above it all but I pulled out some
Money from my billfold and we enjoyed
Cake together much like making the
Right choice to remove myself from
The angered people of my past
It’s impossible to remember that
There are more friends to be had
When we are busy rescuing
The ones that treat us bad
© GÄ
Poétique 