Tuesday, January 15, 2019

Back Off, Edgar

How much closeness can I stand?
I know you just want to be loving towards me.
Your wish is my command.

Knowing that I never planned
to be difficult and disagree,
but how much closeness can I stand?

I’ll have to remand
myself to the city by the sea,
because your wish is my command.

I mean, I’ll have to hand
you over to the authorities,
because how much closeness can I stand?

That’ll be after supper AND
after my cameo as Annabel Lee,
because your wish is my command.

I just wanted to play in my band,
but you locked me up in this sepulchre—
no matter about this closeness I can’t stand,
your wish my command.