Do It & Leave

You come calling late at night
Pre-dawn liaison
You're hoping everything goes right
For you
I heard you left the water on
The last time I blew you off
And now your floor is soaked clean through
So I know I better do

Whatever makes you nasty
Whatever rolls your sleeve
Do whatever but make it snappy
Just do it & leave

The weeks go by without a fight
We don't mention the tension
That rolls like hills under the night
Of our bedroom blanket
You know I know you can't move on
From the last time I turned you off
'Cause now your stance is to spurn my advances
It's such a hole in the head

So watever makes you nasty
Whatever rolls your sleeve
Do whatever but make it snappy
Just do it & leave

We lie in our parents' beds
We fabricated linens of prenatal threads
And tucked in frustrated

I hope that someone's happy
The moment you turn and cleave
Do whatever-I ain't your pappy
Just do it & leave

© 2000 Simeon Flick

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