You Can Go Now

I’m sorry
But your body’s
About to give out
But oddly
I’m a hard copy
Of what you’re about
You can go now
Cuz i vow
To write down all your jokes
And finish all your smokes
I’ll sow what’s left of your oats
And heat them up for the folks
That never knew ya
 
I’m sorry  
But my body
Is holding up fine
And you’re not me
You’ll never top me
Even as i decline
Quit your performing
And your nonconforming
Your therapist’s allegations i find deeply boring
I don’t care to look at that sour face
Over a boiled egg every morning
 
You can’t remember a thing i just said
All you can say is you wish you were dead
I’m lucky i can recall anything at all
But i remember you never wrote
You never called
You told im going to hell for my sins
I wept and you said bring on the violins
No what i said was you can go to hell
I always gave you options
God i feel unwell
 
A gin toddy
In our bodies
Would even the score
 
I’m sorry
My memory’s spotty
Have we met before
I can’t quite place you
But with that face
You will do fine in this world

You’re stronger
You have lived longer

Than i ever wanted to
I know you
Want me to go soon

My heart just broke in two
 
Oh but when it breaks you  
Gotta to make sure
It breaks open
And everything that is unspoken
All the things that i’ve shown no one
The hurt and hope has awoken
To tell you that you were chosen
To carry on my son
What i set
Into motion