NAKED THROUGH THE NETTLES

Your eyes are prettier and bluer
than a perfect primrose blue.
I'd rather spend my life in prison
than stay one more night with you.

Your voice, like happy meadowlarks
is constant, strong, and true.
Remember waiting at Grand Central?
You complained about your shoes.

And you told me I was worthless,
that my paintings wouldn't sell,
Now I'm working in a high rise
and I wish you'd burn in hell.

Kiss me hard
and break my heart just one last time
When we moved from Winston-Salem
I should have left you in the pines.

You kiss too hard
when you've had a glass of wine
how can you taste as sweet as peaches
when your heart pumps turpentine?

Like a hairy trapdoor spider,
you're just full of bad surprises
We always fight on halloween
because I'm sick of your disguises.

You're the sweetheart of the rodeo
and I won you all the prizes,
like a penned and angry bull
I'm trying to get out from your thighs miss.

You make me bob for rotten apples
and you're poisoning my well,
you hit the mark with all your insults
like your name was William Tell.

Kiss me hard
because I'm tired of all the hurt
When we camped out on Cape Hatteras
I should have drowned you in the surf.

You kiss too hard
with those lips as soft as petals
I'm trapped inside your secret garden,
running naked through the nettles.