My Dearest Sanity
I’ve got a little with you,
I’ve got a whole lot alone, some now.
You’ve got a lot of nerve
If you’re on my back riding it out
Yesterday there was nothing
Today there’s nothing else
As for tomorrow, I haven’t
Heard a thing
But I’m sure there’s
Nothing left
I want to say
This word of thanks
My Dearest Sani-Tease
For all I could be grateful for
I’ve begged and scabbed my knees
Tonight I’ll take you with me
Last night you vowed to leave
Tomorrow night is a bright new day
With no good sense or reprieve.
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