Poet Song

She danced right over my dark intentions
 I need her to hurt me
 I'd never admit it
 I swear to God those were tears of joy
 On the pain acting destroyed
 A local oracle once unnoticed
 Passed through the scene
 Near the words that he wrote us
 The end feels familiar
 You only leave what you learn
 Loved you in words
 In that way I've returned
 Hell don't cash checks
 But sure we'll cash chips
 Tip the waitress
 Self preservation
 Blood lives on
 In the gut of a skeeter
 Excuses unravel
 At the toes of the leader
 Nod to his pose
 I've shut down the sign
 Sewed his eyes closed
 A thread we all lie
 Gave him to the river
 Made clouds in the mud
 Misquote his poems
 But we all understood
 She grabbed my arm
 Up the levy
 We talk about her
 How it's all so heavy
 As you know
 All poets go alone
 Hand on my knee
 Head in the fog
 Mmm mmm mmm mmm