It’s really rather swell
I didn’t know him well
when his heart exploded in his chest
my sister and I were small
mom told us in the hall
quivering, ‘daddy died’
Well, shit. What do we do about this?
Look at my sister.
Oh man, mom’s head’s in her hands, just bawling.
Snatched me from the bar one night
Cuffed me in a cop car
Priscilla muttered ‘I’m sorry’
They strapped me to a bed
They stole my blood
& took off all of my clothing
Fuck that absolute nightmare no one deserves
These things all of which that I’ve
Strapped upon my shoulders
Well, shit. What do I do about this?
Look to my sister.
Oh man, mom’s head’s in her hands, just bawling.
I have been fading faster than friendship
Another man is going to raise my son
Perhaps this is what my father thought about
when his heart gave out