I fear his intemperate climate as one fears a wild, escaped primate:
Frequent bursts of anger at his worst, never slaking his thirst
For violence of the highest order, that strays ever cross the border
Between right and wrong, something in which he claims he to be strong,
Even while pummeling my skin, even while kicking my shin.
This man goes beyond the pail, he is the definition of ultimate fail-
Which may sound like I’m taking this lightly, maybe even I’m faking,
But to come out with this believe me is brave, I am and always will be his slave.
Escape is an ongoing project, to get away and perhaps to forget,
If I can, these days of torment, or to put them aside after a period of lament.
But I have only the strength for to dream, I long ago ran out of steam,
The sort that brings action, rather than a nasty reaction,
And sit here instead thinking it all through, delaying rather than straying.
Because I’m scared and scarred, because all of this has gone too far,
As it can be when, for a job, you decide to join the mob.
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I fear his intemperate climate as one fears a wild, escaped primate:
Frequent bursts of anger at his worst, never slaking his thirst
For violence of the highest order, that strays ever cross the border
Between right and wrong, something in which he claims he to be strong,
Even while pummeling my skin, even while kicking my shin.
This man goes beyond the pail, he is the definition of ultimate fail-
Which may sound like I’m taking this lightly, maybe even I’m faking,
But to come out with this believe me is brave, I am and always will be his slave.
Escape is an ongoing project, to get away and perhaps to forget,
If I can, these days of torment, or to put them aside after a period of lament.
But I have only the strength for to dream, I long ago ran out of steam,
The sort that brings action, rather than a nasty reaction,
And sit here instead thinking it all through, delaying rather than straying.
Because I’m scared and scarred, because all of this has gone too far,
Because I love, because I am a peaceful dove.
Frequent bursts of anger at his worst, never slaking his thirst
For violence of the highest order, that strays ever cross the border
Between right and wrong, something in which he claims he to be strong,
Even while pummeling my skin, even while kicking my shin.
This man goes beyond the pail, he is the definition of ultimate fail-
Which may sound like I’m taking this lightly, maybe even I’m faking,
But to come out with this believe me is brave, I am and always will be his slave.
Escape is an ongoing project, to get away and perhaps to forget,
If I can, these days of torment, or to put them aside after a period of lament.
But I have only the strength for to dream, I long ago ran out of steam,
The sort that brings action, rather than a nasty reaction,
And sit here instead thinking it all through, delaying rather than straying.
Because I’m scared and scarred, because all of this has gone too far,
As it can be when, for a job, you decide to join the mob.
*
I fear his intemperate climate as one fears a wild, escaped primate:
Frequent bursts of anger at his worst, never slaking his thirst
For violence of the highest order, that strays ever cross the border
Between right and wrong, something in which he claims he to be strong,
Even while pummeling my skin, even while kicking my shin.
This man goes beyond the pail, he is the definition of ultimate fail-
Which may sound like I’m taking this lightly, maybe even I’m faking,
But to come out with this believe me is brave, I am and always will be his slave.
Escape is an ongoing project, to get away and perhaps to forget,
If I can, these days of torment, or to put them aside after a period of lament.
But I have only the strength for to dream, I long ago ran out of steam,
The sort that brings action, rather than a nasty reaction,
And sit here instead thinking it all through, delaying rather than straying.
Because I’m scared and scarred, because all of this has gone too far,
Because I love, because I am a peaceful dove.
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