DRESS VI

WALK AWAY

All the men are tire and weeping

The wives pretend they’re sleeping

The kids are burning rubber down the street

And if I can pass for sixteen

I will fill up my skin

Run through the pines until the black dogs come

 

Behind a video store you showed me a trapdoor

Where you kept all your unfired shots

And I know who you abused

I saw the tracks of your shoes

Embedded in the clay at the crime scene

 

And when routines become ruins

And all the evil doings

As the short sighted people become blind

The deep smell of the church pews

I know who you abused

So don’t go telling me what page to turn to

 

And I’ll always fit wrong

I haven’t been here that long

But I got all the dirt on you

 

I am affected by the spectre

I am haunted by the truth

And black dogs have got my scent

 

And I must not let them get too close

Thought they run thickly in my blood

No, I must not let them get too close

Though their clay is caught in between my toes

 

I can still walk away

I can still walk away

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