I can't live with you
and I can't be without you
I want to slam my pen now
right through this paper
to put my hand
on this pad
slam my pen right through
this paper
pin my down
light this table
plastic four-ways
on fire,
fire of the truth I tire
light this table
on fire,
fire laugh to the winds
outside my smoke fill window
laugh to the thick
outside blowing every
kind of wet
and anger
sweet swell
my alone abandon anger
come hold dear love my temper
I can't cry
I can't call
I cannot even
try