if these walls told stories

they’d be crying

tear me apart!

fussin’ about the lies

he told back when

it mattered-

won’t change the fact

that now-

baby’s shredding the

inner parts of my ear-

it’s ringing-

ringing like that time

i caught you shakin’.

spittin’ lies again, Jim-

and now this pisspole

woman you met that night

after the fireworks is at

my house asking for your

money-

listen, she rattles like-

like a dying snake

like the sound won’t stop

like why didn’t you think

of me!

bastard-

but i can’t keep you wise

you know,

the fool down

the street-

he told me to keep

an eye on you,

well i-

i kept them both and

still missed the main point-

when the pieces don’t fit,

the house goes boom.