Four Hands

Please don't regret

the mistake that you made

in accepting my hand

the hand me down

wedding band that you threw

across the room

got lost in the vacuum

the next afternoon

I look at the wall

its mortar and brick

there's no sign of sorry

when the smoke is this thick

call it a failure, a lie, or a wager

what am I to do?

together we stood

a woman and man

the wolf in your eyes

and the sweat in your hands

together we stood

a woman and man

we held the seeds of a masterplan

we'd take on the mountain

with four skinny hands

my ego and all of my masculine clothes

tailored to fit, tailored to pose

you pick at the seams

and pull at the strands

you floss your teeth

and spit in my hands

it sounds like revenge

born out of love

smells like a fire

I thought I had burnt out

call it a failure, a lie, or a wager

what am I to do?

together we stand

a woman and man

the wolf in your eyes

and the sweat in your hands

together we stand

a woman and man

we hold the seeds of a masterplan

we'll take on the mountain

with four skinny hands