Listen up, word up hear the call
Not a day goes by
How and why
We ever happened at all
You are never on your own
Always on the telephone
Young men by my pool
Tennis coach and fitness trainer
There is nothing plainer
Drinking all my booze
Ten pairs of jimmy choos
Armani and Fendi clothes
All purchased at Bon Marché
Made you happy for a day
Accused of intellectual arrogance
I don’t get the rhetoric
I want to lose the epithet
Or I may lose my balance
Yes, I was smart
Had to be
How else would I survive.
But you still don’t get it
It didn’t fall like
Mana from heaven
There were no lies
I was always present
You never worked a day
Since you met me
Said you couldn’t compete
Well, do something else
Meeting guys on writing courses
Were these the only choices
So, died my hair went underground
Somewhere I, could not be found
Never made a sound
That’s how it was for me
Bohemian insanity
Led me to follow
Another’s arms and neck
And to the sacred hollow
What the heck
She was not for me
Yes, I wasted time
If that’s a crime
I’ll come quietly
