Junk Food Chimney

I could be happy if I died today
 If I go on living, I will try do same
 And all of our old quarrels may swing down soon
 They are calling from the rafters, our clarity a fluke
 But for now, let's make love with the lights on
 And I won't wonder where you have been nor with whom
 The pictures of your saints hanging crooked from the drywall
 The body of the goddess in your thin red shoes
 And none need understand all the reasons we have come here
 But as the days grow shorter they may have their say
 Look me in the eyes before they do, little darling
 I would be happy if I died today