Jack They’re clamoring for Buddhists At the end of this sitcom Sometimes their hearts shake When nothing’s happening at all Like the gibberish they’re speaking Wondering what it means These underworld muses of Bedlam Who would like a drink Along with the monks On a Sunday afternoon After a brawl At a picture hall With mirrors breaking And stories they’re faking And IDs are required They find them eventually Then take off in a bus And strip off on a platform Separating the men from the dogs I’m setting love free Do not torture me Hate me But all love is blinded Whoever said otherwise Was laughing or lying Love always returns In a new disguise Like engines of blood Whenever it’s smiling But love will not work It returns later To pick up the dead With heads in the oven In need of more licks Should love be leaving? Oh no, it’s not leaving Although we have parted Love is our home I feel you above me When I am below you We’ve walked through these rooms Many times before You visit my tombs You break through my caskets And now we’re undone But love is the answer To all of our prayers And when you struggled Remember, I loved you When you were trying And I was blinded And my life was hacked And my eyes weren’t blue And you weren’t true And I was too small My darling, you knew I was past forty-four And I dragged and you sagged And I stayed as far away as I could Like a cat on a hot tin roof With Tennessee whisky And butane lighters And Marlboros in the drawer Don’t flatter yourself I won’t kill myself It won’t be suicide I’ll just be writing And smoking a bad habit Burning my sheets And pushing love aside I can smell fire Coming over these mountains My voice is slacking Your checks aren’t cashing And I’m not good enough We drunkards do amazing things We sit up at night And think about things And then play dead And go out of our heads Hear voices grinding us down Until we can’t speak Until we are sad We change everything Then we are glad When you go mad Will you return Or will you let love burn? Oh darling, let it die I’ll write every day That’s what it takes I’ll make some mistakes Don’t do anything It’s just a transaction My plan is to die With a bullet in my mind And no bible of great expectations I must run to you And be bold Though my love is so old and slow I try to imagine Being at rest in your arms But I can only muse On the night I die When I retrieve my heart I will say It was not a bad life Did I not sin Did I not sigh Did I not bleed Did I not weep All for the love of you Death will lie in my arms It will help me to know Who to believe I’m just walking through.
There’s a lot of things I cannot take with me I’ll never pass this way again But I’m searching for love And it’s so hard to find I can’t even locate a taxi Or an easy way around The trees in this park Waiting for the axe I lean toward love And the kindness of strangers Who show me tricks As the taverns close It’s hard to get stoned On these thickening streets Of honking cars But I’m grateful To be lost and then found By a man like you So, give me your love And after you do Our story won’t end I’ll write you a song I will say I am sorry You never understood Women like me come undone We’re mystic and not easily lead But we always remember you It wasn’t enough But that’s alright I stayed away But I’m not dead yet My music still plays So, I’ll say goodnight It’s just that we were never even You loved not enough Or was it something else What exactly I don’t know Did I surrender too easily Or did I try too hard My music plays on But love never comes around So I put your hand in mine Life is a puzzle Not a means to an end With a flick of the switch Or a spike in the arm It is gone Love is good, right or wrong Every day my heart is heavy Every day I’m closer to death Come and listen to me now As I play a refrain As if nothing ever happened at all Why did love have to hurt so much We flew the Atlantic We sailed the Adriatic We made up stories as we pleased I heard your pauses And I knew their causes I was battered and bruised easily Like a doll that was used Like the wives you despised I’m just so confused You wanted romance What else could I do But to make love to you How much longer Until my body breaks And my hands start to shake Catch me as I fall When you were lost And you loved no one You decided to try me Darling, I still love you So, lie with me now And when you shake And when you are cold And when your heart aches Or when you are lost On your love, I will wait. Bio: Elizabeth Cusack is a recovering actress. Ever since playing Rhoda Penmark in “The Bad Seed” as a child, deservedly, she has endeavoured to keep up her end of the bargain. Elizabeth has been blessed with the best of teachers over the years, mostly from the school of hard knocks. She has championed and performed in fringe theatre in America. Elizabeth edits her favourite poet while not otherwise inspired by her muse to write.
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