Mr. Miller says their is no resolve in life
Or jazz
The way everyone screams at me and curses
Foreshadows no resolve
Everyone is forgiving wrong
Everyone is loving wrong
Everyone is trying to prove each other wrong
But we're all wrong in the end
Love is no longer a hearts well
It is the dagger with which a starved man stabs his food
And the wedding ring
No longer wed
Is covered in the chocolate he stuffs in his mouth
Through his tears
There is no resolve
Only conflict