BANG BANG: CHECK MATE

You said

You may not know how little you’re going to get.

You said

You may not know how little you’re going to get.

I say wait, I know you have a lot to give, I guess I made you feel that you dint.

If you’re in love with the right person you’re in accord, and giving doesn’t feel like a

waste, it feels like you’re finally home-

free.

Maybe I just don’t know how to talk to you guys.

With me, less is more, I respond best to understatement and restraint, I like my

tranquility, I’m drinkin green tea, these are the things I want to keep and to give—

you say:

come right on in,

what did you bring me, nah, too scary, let’s play who controls the board,

and he calls me contentious, because I stiffen my back when

he lords

it over me, I have to wipe the slate clean, fresh as a daisy,

and take my

guns to town, boy, why don’t we leave our guns at home….

Love, that’s mine, what I was groomed for,

Which you were raised to vilify and deny your need of

she think she is telling the magnificent

edifice

of masculinearity how to

hammer out a relationshop?

Here’s a hint: she

ain’t

telling.

Lose it all just to

say: I won!!

Is ill

logical.

Queen takes pawn.

I’m waving out the window.

The king is dead.

This is where we are….