KSL (July 18,1991 / Clarksdale, Mississippi)

Fabricator, Deep Down

Take my hand and help me feel.
It's been so long- the day I felt.
Emotions all usually come to tears-
With hearty confessions held in for years.

This bed I make so full of lies
Will be the death of me.
Oh how I hate this pretty stranger
That smiles all out, but boils with anger.

Queerer, queerer- all is all;
This groom of fabrication;
Has no one for love and lust,
So lie to live. He must, he must.

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