My daddy told me
As I reached for another
Cinnamon heart
A moment on the lips
A lifetime on the hips
I still don't know what to think...
I might laugh it off
Or maybe get upset
Most likely I'll nod
And think about a time
When you would love me
Unconditionally

One day
You tell me
We'll run away
That's what you say
I don't trust you
Your promise
Already broken
Already gone
If we were to run
Where could we go
No car no train
No **** money
Weighing down our pockets
Empty we would roam
And alone I'd go
Alone to go home.

We can hardly walk
Not now-ever?
Our guts are splitting
Our smiles taking over
Like little green army men
Bent on victory
Was there ever a time?
A splatter of moments
A twinkling age
when we weren't laughing
When the slightest provoke
Had us gasping for air
Everything in this simple world
Has my head spinning
So much delight
Secreted in hat boxes
Fading on shelves
At our grandparents homes
There's nothing alike
The nothingness in my skull
The loose grasp on decorum
You silly boy.

My child
Will never know
That you didn't love me
Whether I lie
Or just avoid the topic
I'll never tell him
How he came to be
I won't say you led me on
No commitment necessary
He'll never hear
About the months I cried
The food I didn't eat
The lies I told my loved ones
He's never know
That you walked out
That you said he didn't matter
That you didn't want him
I love him enough
That he'll never need to know
You'll never matter
Not to us.

The lady fox
Runs swiftly
From others pain
And her own fear
Of slowly growing old
So she runs away
She does not dream
Dreams of sitting on porch steps
Growing old together
Dreams of children
And children's children
She has no time for dreams
She's the lady fox
She must run
Swiftly
She must overtake her enemy's
Her vibrant red coat
Must make haste
Into the forest green
She is the Lady Fox
She'll outrun it all.

Crumbling
You crumble me
Between your palms
I'm rubbed ragged
When you pull your hands apart
I slip to the mossy floor
Nothing but dust
You do this to me
And I trust
Trust that you mean the best
Trust that you'll retrieve me
From this forest underfoot
Pick me up
Make me whole
But I've crumbled
There's no going back

In this twisted world
That rose from the ashes
Of our crazy old one
We don't feel
We don't act on impulses
Heaven forbid
I beg permission
From a higher-up
Official men
In official suits
Submerged in official lives
I plea to you
God in black and white
Give me your stamp of approval
I need your permission
To love love love
I've got a man in mind
Acceptable income
A promising arrangement
He snowboards
Plays the banjo
He's a sweetie
Permission granted?