harelip

tomahawk

i am the harelip

give me one more kiss

we'll have a mardi gras on deserted streets

fingers and forceps

raw meat and muzak

the bubbles in the wine keep the nerves dead

i was awake all through the surgery

the people dancing

laughing

all for me

you sewed me up but it will never heal

will i forget then learn to smile some day?

potbellied sick bed

all scars and sweet breads

a lonely vacation on your own disney parade

it's all that he has

clamped up by walkmans

a midnight waiting room

hear the distant screams

i was awake all through the surgery

the people dancing

laughing

all for me

you sewed me up but it will never heal

will i forget then learn to smile some day