woman
you lie
you are false
your heart is of stone
you make men believe your lies
and seduce them with your beauty
you are a miscarriage of love
i wanted you with all my soul
and bowed down at your feet
your every whim was my desire
your luminous brow was a soothing caress
upon my face
like a crystal ball
you shattered me
like a piece of meat
you tossed me to the wolves
you smiled as your malice was set free
to reach deep into my breast
and tear out my heart
you broke me
woman
it hurts to love you so

man is falling
he is falling and falling
he clings to his little blue rock
and as he falls
he tries his best
to figure out why

as the rich man falls
he is surrounded by
passion affluence indulgence
he plucks these things casually
like birds who come to light on his shoulder
then he breaks their necks
and tosses them onto his pile
and it gets bigger and bigger

the strong man
chooses his burdens carefully
he tosses away the small lite ones
in favor of the big heavy ones
sometimes he tries to lift
one that is too heavy for him
and he falls

the poor man falls alone
his soul cries out to heaven
where am i?
why am i here?
what’s it all for?
sometimes something comes along
and its not the best thing but its close
so he holds onto it like an iron ball
and still he falls

but once in a blue moon
he finds something real
and the answers come to him
this is where i am
this is why i am here
this is what it’s all for
and he grabs onto it desperately
and he holds her in his arms
and he tells her he loves her
and he gives her a kiss
and they fly