They Go

What loyalty binds ties
That tear at the soul?
So loathsome and cowardly
And hateful they go.
I hate you for leaving
The freshman procession
I hate how you left
Before your egression
And the teenage song,
I hate you for sticking
Around so long.

Cheers to your exit
Before puberty set in
For begging me to stay
Out of nullified sin
What vile weights burdened
That awkward back
But when the valium ran out
Your suitcase was packed

I hate how you hopped
That midnight train
I hate how you left
The virgin bed stained
And you! For leaving
On your impetuous whims
For wanting me back
When I was with him.
I hate how you fled
For something more
And how I left him
Like some full-circle whore

I hate how you died
And left me here living
What lonely souls take
As compared to their giving
I hate you for wanting
That green grass dream
That palms and beaches
Might replace my scheme
My cause.
Let's stand and applause
For teardrops that melt
As swift as your truss
For leaving me behind
Without fare for the bus

O, how I loathe perpetual pretend
That I wasn't invited
Yet must attend
Those black sheep holiday feedings
But where were you
When I was burning and bleeding?
I looked around
But saw only the trees
And remembered me there
Down on my knees
Through your break-ups and break-downs
How improper they go!

What love lights fade
As ashes that burn
Like the Christmas spruce
To ashes returned
When they sucked the life
Out of that poor little sapling
But for a festive yule.
Refunded her unto the Earth
A demise so cruel.
Reposed were her thickets
So the fairy mirth ended
And my wounded gatherings
You might have attended,
Like those birthday blizzards
But they all have gone
And the tree has withered

L.A. Swett @Copyright 2004