how dare you try to leave me!
and after all the things I’ve done for you?
the miles I’ve crawled
the cars I’ve pushed
the buses I’ve missed
the jails I’ve frequented
the slop I’ve eaten
the bills I’ve ignored
the motels I’ve died in
the beatings I’ve taken
the drugs I’ve shot, snorted, swallowed
the booze I’ve drunk, pissed and puked;
really? after all
the death I’ve experienced?
do you know how many wolves
I’ve fought, how many sheep
I’ve slaughtered for the genuine YOU?
do you have any idea how many roaches
I’ve killed (and still kill) for you?
the people I’ve robbed?
the filthy streets I’ve walked?
I walked three miles today
just so I could be with you
and you for me!
(our electric translator
ready to go baby go!)
I mean, I’ve changed styles for you,
stolen hats; altered
so that you won’t get sick of me
and me sick of you; so when I don’t
know if you’ll be here or not,
when I worry you will leave
(or have already gone but don’t realize it yet),
I am uneasy
I’ll crawl a hundred more miles, take a
thousand more beatings and
kill a million more roaches for
you and only you;
just don’t ever go, don’t ever leave
or I will die drunk
face down in a ditch;
and that, my beautiful young friends