#49 Like I Wish You Could Have Been

WE'RE ALL DYING TOO SLOWLY TOO SLOWLY
WHILE THE WIND BLOWS SOFT ON MY WINDOW SILL
OUR BODIES ARE STILL
BUT OUR SOULS ARE MOVING
MOVING WITH THAT WIND
SPINNING IN THE BREEZE
EASY
PEASY
LOVEY
DOVEY
LIKE YOU WISH YOU COULD'VE BEEN
YOU WERE TOO STIFF
TO BE AS LIVELY AS LOVE NEEDED YOU TO BE
AND AS UNSEEMLY AS IT SEEMS
YOU DO NEED TO MOVE TO MAKE LOVE
SO PLAY POSSUM IN THE STREETS
NOT IN THE BED SHEETS
SWEETHEART
YOUR BODY IS A CANDY COATED CHAMELEON
IN ONE SECOND FLAT
YOU CAN GO FROM A
HOW-MANY-LICKS-TO-THE-CENTER-OF-A-TOOTSIE-POP PEACOCK
TO ME BEING ABLE TO FROST A CUPCAKE WITH YOUR ROT
WHILE YOU LAY THERE LIKE A DEAD FISH
THIS BEDROOM IS NOT A GRAVEYARD
YOUR RESTING PLACE IS GUARDED IS BY A HEADBOARD
NOT A HEAD STONE
YOU'RE SUPPOSED TO BE CARVING IMPRINTS OF YOUR FINGERNAILS
IMMORTALIZING LUST IN CHEAP WOOD
NOT SCRATCHING LAZY EPITAPHS TO ROMANCE
FOR GOD'S SAKE
THE LAST SLOW JAM I HEARD WAS A REQUIEM
SWEETHEART
YOU TURNED SO COLD SO QUICKLY
YOU FROZE YOURSELF TO YOUR SIDE OF THE BED
ALL I CAN DO IS DRAW HEARTS INTO THE FROST ON YOUR BACK
AND WATCH YOU SIGHING
BUT THAT'S OKAY BECAUSE IT MEANS YOU'RE STILL BREATHING
BUT I'M STILL WATCHING, STILL WATCHING YOU DYING
TOO SLOWLY TOO SLOWLY
YOUR SOUL IS LEAVING ME
SPINNING IS THE BREEZE
EASY
PEASY
LOVEY
DOVEY
LIKE I WISH YOU COULD HAVE BEEN