Without You

I saw the thorn twist in your side

And I was so revolted that there was a thorn in your thigh

I just had to lean over

And relieve myself of this morning’s breakfast

And I realized

I can live without you

And I can’t live with you

How can I go on with you if you have a damn thorn in your thigh?

Why don’t you go to the dermatologist and have that removed?

You gave yourself away and you still expect me to be with you?

That’s insane.

And then on top of that and your thorn in your thigh

You tied my hands up like a silly S&M director

I couldn’t win

You always lost

It was kind of like a tie, like my hands.

You thorny whore!

Go back for some more!

© 1999 David Greg Harth

99.05.21.16:29:34@1515NYC

harth, being silly