Bare it all
Take it all

My pride
My greed
My apathy
Deliver me of
My spite
My rage
My gluttony
Strip me not of my lust
I will strip naked for you

Bare it all
I crave your body
Take it all
Urgently, touch me

Infinitely

Its a wonderful
Secret
To enjoy the cool Rain
On a dark Night.

The feeling of an immense Treasure
No one else will sense
Alone—
But in good company
With cool drops on your
           skin
And a hope that it will last for
          ever.

But it doesn’t.
And you return with
Rain-Tangled Hair
And their hopes that you
Are not chilled.

I worked for a woman,
She wasn't mean--
But she had a twelve-room
House to clean.

Had to get breakfast,
Dinner, and supper, too--
Then take care of her children
When I got through.

Wash, iron, and scrub,
Walk the dog around--
It was too much,
Nearly broke me down.

I said, Madam,
Can it be
You trying to make a
Pack-horse out of me?

She opened her mouth.
She cried, Oh, no!
You know, Alberta,
I love you so!

I said, Madam,
That may be true--
But I'll be dogged
If I love you!

1 I came from Alabama
2 wid my ban jo on my knee,
3 I'm g'wan to Louisiana,
4 My true love for to see,
6 It raind all night the day I left
7 The weather it was dry,
8 The sun so hot I frose to death
9 Susanna dont you cry.

10 [Chorus] Oh! Susanna Oh! dont you cry for me
11 I've come from Alabama wid mi ban jo on my knee.

12 [Solo] I jumped aboard de telegraph,
13 And trabbelled down de riber,
14 De Lectric fluid magnified,
15 And Killed five Hundred ******
16 De bullgine buste, de horse run off,
17 I realy thought I'd die;
18 I shut my eyes to hold my breath,
19 Susana, dont you cry.

20 [Chorus] Oh! Susana Oh! dont you cry for me
21 I've come from Alabama wid mi ban jo on my knee.

22 [Solo] I had a dream de odder night,
23 When ebery ting was still;
24 I thought I saw Susana,
25 A coming down de hill.
26 The buckwheat cake war in her mouth,
27 The tear was in her eye,
28 Says I, im coming from de South,
29 Susana, dont you cry.

30 [Chorus] Oh! Susana Oh! dont you cry for me
31 I've come from Alabama wid mi ban jo on my knee.

32 [Solo] I soon will be in New Orleans,
33 And den I'll look all round,
34 And when I find Susana,
35 I'll fall upon the ground.
36 But if I do not find her,
37 Dis ****** 'l surely die,
38 And when I'm dead and buried,
39 Susana, dont you cry.

40 [Chorus] Oh! Susana Oh! dont you cry for me
41 I've come from Alabama wid mi ban jo on my knee.

I may not always say the things I wish I could
And I know I never say the things you wish I would
But when did what I can say, stop being enough?
When did my thoughts, my opinions, my feelings start losing their worth?
How can it be that what does escape these lips
Just floats through you like sea destined ships?
Tell me what it is you need so desperately for me to say
Because there’s so little I wouldn’t if it would just make you stay
Because I want to hear you next to me
I want to feel your every inch, on every inch of me
And I want to discover every gray hair on your head
And memorize your smell on the sheets in my bed
I want your arms around me
And I want to know, that you’ve been looking – but that you’ve finally found me
I want to watch the rise of your chest as you breathe
And count your heart as it beats
I want you in me, and on me, and all around me
Baby, with all that’s in you – surround me
Because I just want endlessly to listen to you speak
And to see you – seeing me
And when you come in the night to make love to me
I want most to not have to watch you leave
But you will, you won’t stay, I know
And I’ll have to watch you go – alone
Because I’m not what you want, I know this too
…I just wish, I didn't want you

i pour myself another flask
tilt my head to the heavens and choke it down
as if to say 'that one's for you mom'
the gulps of jack honey that kiss my stomach
become a bitter reminder of the things that i relinquish in sobriety
they ask me about my coping skills and lately
i nit pick, mock, and overanalyze
see, i am much more bitter than the poison i swallow
yet it will never occur to anyone that i have a void in my heart the size of kansas
i take another swig, feel the whiskey warm my cheek, and
close my eyes to imagine my mother's hands cupping my face
as if to subtlety remind me that i'll be alright
but that never corresponds to the way that i've felt since that night
i stand in front of the mirror bearing a shocking resemblance of her
my eyes tilt down a little and my lips are thin, just as hers were

I loved a man.
he had strong hands, he would carry me, but
he's tired now.
I loved a man.
he had golden skin that shone like the sun, but
it's dull now.
I loved a man.
he fought for what he believed in, but
now what he believed in is falling to pieces.
I loved a man, but
he's falling to pieces.