Ive been waiting for a while Since I ran off from the aisle That collared dress Was cutting me Off Ive been sitting in Seattle Well Aint that half the battle Knowing yourself Well enough To be leaving When the lightsve Grown too Hot? My toenails are broken My shirts ripped right open Ive been chewing off The sides of my Lip Heard the beasts in the alley Call themselves Bonnie and Sally And offering to take me On a trip Ooh, well me? Ill go anywhere! I Quipped Bonnie used to be a sculptor Fore she learned to please a man But shouldve Known that that was coming Was always so good with her hands He broke into her kitchen Threw her art out on the floor Left her cash As she was Running out the door Now shes been Hiding from That bristled buck And working as A Whore Sallys not much of a talker Shes been knitting Bon a scarf To cover up the scar On her lip So men cant see it In the dark She smiled at a novelist Then he left her In the snow Now shes got two scarves Drawn up on her wrists Calls em Marlon And I think Brando We drove off to Michigan Not knowing Where to run Ive been thinking for a while Of my father And his gun Firing it At the folks Who he said had been disturbed Clawing At the buildings And mangling Their words When I was down in Michigan Said they could leave me here Went into A dusked motel Showed them my bra For a beer The owner Well hes a narcissist And likes kicking at the rocks When hes not sitting At the poolside And admiring His socks I walked from there To Illinois Where I grew up In the fall But got paralyzed And incontinent When I saw the shadows On the wall I slept down In a field that night Not knowing Where to hide Is he still running off To get me? I will not Become his bride I guess someone must have Told the man I was resting in the corn Woke up To a stark black colony Standing on my hair Badge And hat Adorned They brought me in To see the worst As all my faith was shorn Tendered into Some kind of smock Delivered to The devils First son born His teeth were crooked And out of sync He laughed As if to clear the air But it only caused me to cough And hardened Up The atmosphere He chuckled as I was sputtering Why, you look worse for wear Didnt know you Still liked To run Now come on Back my dear Youve been burnt up By the sun I turned to barrel Out the door But their forearms All were cocked He said oh cmon here darlin See Id only like to talk Youve got blood on your wedding gown You thought You had knocked Me off? Honeychild Your mind is a barricade From things you cant Abscond There are highway gods And aliens Ive been praying to them Since they shut me up In the clink Dont know if I Believe in em Anymore In truth, Ive gained more From the kitchen sink I hear them sometimes Wandering Catch the curtness in their words Bout two girls who died out west And a balding motel manager All strangled By Some sort Of bridal Dress
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