you and me, bess
Singer:newsom, joanna
we picked our way down to the beach
watching the waves dragging out of our reach
dangling entrails from the gut of the sea
trying not to catch the cold eye of the gulls
i hope mother nature has not overheard
though she doles out hurt like a puking bird
no-one told us about the laws of the land
on the other hand make yourself known
and when we were found i know we both grieved
my heart made the sound of snow falling from eaves
we was as thick as thieves
so they took me away and after some time
studying my case must have made up their minds
by the time you realized i was dying
i believe you were not lying
i wake with my ears cocked up like a gun
yanked by my wrists to the sugar-front courtyard
seems i have stolen a horse and i step to the gallows
who do you think that you are?
arching your hooves like a crane
in the shallow gutter that lines the boulevards
crowded with folks who just
i'll listen to your glad neighing