David Hines (hradzka) wrote,
David Hines
hradzka

APED: "let me go"

I've worn out my welcome. Thanks for having me here.
No thanks, no more rum. I'll pass up one last beer.
Don't ask me to stay. I don't mind rain and snow,
let me go, let me go, let me go.

You've kept me here so long. I thank you, I do.
But I just don't belong in this sweet place with you,
I don't fit, I didn't. Don't tell me -- I know.
let me go, let me go, let me go.

Like the old plastic cups folks left scattered around,
Like the old ragged tomcat who just went to ground,
Like the old, old music, that we played sweet and slow,
Let me go. Let me go.

The street's wide and empty,
and it's warmer in here.
But the spirit has left me,
or that's what I fear,
and you can't lift me up, but I'll bring you down low,
let me go, let me go, let me go.

Like the driven-through snow that ruins the view,
Like the old and decrepit, replaced by the new,
Like the horse that don't run and walks way too slow,
Let me go. Let me go.
Tags: a poem every day
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