For Me

 there’s no room for me … on this floating headboard adrift at sea … some icebergs melt from despair … but the ship I’ve stolen won’t get me where … there’s enough room for me

Leo with the pasta face … has stolen from me my only grace … because I failed to understand … she didn’t let go she pushed away my hand … saying there’s no room for me

she tried harder than anyone before … she showed me what that back door is for … she wrapped my heart in hers and never gave it back … I’ve nothing left now but to wait for it’s attack

the glow from her hair was a shine I’d never seen … and every field we walked by shone the brightest yellow and green … those same places are more crowded than I recall … everyone could see her writing on my wall

so now I still wonder every day … knowing she’ll never again come my way … the vision of the only girl-woman I’ve ever wanted to see … only to hear her say there’s no room for me

… a center fielder with red shoelaces gave me …