Little Henrietta

Little Henrietta
 From the discount hair salon
 I invented you to come undo
 The torture I've been thrust upon
 I'm a rolling pin
 A half-deflated soccer ball
 Left to brittle in the yard
 In the spittle of the broken fall
 I'm the scared aggression
 Of a little dusk dog's bark
 Middling and piddling
 In the safety of the dark
 Pontiac's been tainted
 Rochester is done
 Chipped toenails are painted
 By the blacked-out friend that was
 The carsick sun
 But little Henrietta's from the same township as me
 So natively she knows about
 The coughing memory
 Now everything I see is full of
 Coffee
 And the lofty little
 Hope of love
 Every day for you my
 Lovely little one
 Scratch your back and never slack
 Or back away from our first day of profuse dripping sun
 Darling
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 Some chipped-tooth baby doll I had
 Stung me like that day
 That I rode my bike into a wasp
 Then Pizza Hut to wash away
 All that stinging cruelty
 You'll understand, I pray
 The future is a creature that
 Can only hope to lick the love
 Its tongue tastes of today
 But little Henrietta and the pillows on her bed
 Where really we just kill
 The memory that won't stay dead
 With a tendency for spilling silly
 Coffee
 And the lofty little
 Hope of love
 Every day for you my
 Lovely little one
 There are three blades in my back
 But two of them are yours to track
 And see where they've begun
 Darling
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 Little Henrietta
 I have had three wives
 You're my only ghost
 The organs I have lost control of
 The roll of film I can't dispose of
 How your memory survives
 Like communion host
 Or floating with the burnt toast
 That was coasting in my grandpa's daily
 Coffee
 And the lofty little
 Hope of love
 Every day for you my
 Lovely little one