veritas
Violets wilting on the table
Token of the failure of the fable
Tear-stained letter on the nightstand
Familiar character, unknown hand
Take away the tainted part don't
Throw away the pure of heart be-
Stow a little hope onto me please
Head tilted back in slight amusement
'Not again' she sighs with much behoovement
Days as clear and trouble-free as vodka
Not murky neurotic erotica
If he calls again tonight, she'll
End his pulmonary plight and
Offer him eternal amity
Miles away in some other existence
Mankind's favorite martyr thinks resistance
And about the ways to get around it
Every time he's looked for love he's found it
Pang prolonged will culminate to-
Night o'er-runneth will his plate and
They'll eradicate his history
7:38, she's reading
Phone rings and he starts to pleading
In that lovesick way that subtle Romeos will
She can't find the heart to say what
She's been thinking all that day and
So he's on his way over to make the kill
Courage mustered in both places
Control exerted on both faces
One smile more pleasant than the other
He finally understands and shudders
Truth, truly, may be best but
When you put it to the test, don't
Be surprised at its severity
Violets wilting on the table
Token of the failure of the fable
Blood-stained dagger on the nightstand
Drips onto letter writ in his hand
Shocked at how he doesn't care, he
Puts the barrel to his hair and
Triggers all of truth's severity
Take away the tainted part don't
Throw away the pure of heart be-
Stow a little hope onto me please
© 1990 John Brocato
Token of the failure of the fable
Tear-stained letter on the nightstand
Familiar character, unknown hand
Take away the tainted part don't
Throw away the pure of heart be-
Stow a little hope onto me please
Head tilted back in slight amusement
'Not again' she sighs with much behoovement
Days as clear and trouble-free as vodka
Not murky neurotic erotica
If he calls again tonight, she'll
End his pulmonary plight and
Offer him eternal amity
Miles away in some other existence
Mankind's favorite martyr thinks resistance
And about the ways to get around it
Every time he's looked for love he's found it
Pang prolonged will culminate to-
Night o'er-runneth will his plate and
They'll eradicate his history
7:38, she's reading
Phone rings and he starts to pleading
In that lovesick way that subtle Romeos will
She can't find the heart to say what
She's been thinking all that day and
So he's on his way over to make the kill
Courage mustered in both places
Control exerted on both faces
One smile more pleasant than the other
He finally understands and shudders
Truth, truly, may be best but
When you put it to the test, don't
Be surprised at its severity
Violets wilting on the table
Token of the failure of the fable
Blood-stained dagger on the nightstand
Drips onto letter writ in his hand
Shocked at how he doesn't care, he
Puts the barrel to his hair and
Triggers all of truth's severity
Take away the tainted part don't
Throw away the pure of heart be-
Stow a little hope onto me please
© 1990 John Brocato