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My Dear Maybe
My dear Maybe had to die
And all the money, world, and I.
Under the railway; in the
Desert, two handprints for me
Alone.
Slumped against the cypress trunk.
Million-dollar dress. Undrunk
A night she said she’s wanting
To spend our whole lives floating
To atone.
A torch to keep it sturdy.
Wet blanket for the journey.
With coppered nails who stole my breast
Her lovers’ lead tastes the best
When in Rome.
‘Fore I reach my new abode
I beg you one last true oath
Please return the knife from her
Stomach to my daddy’s store
So he’ll know.
Her ropes might come in handy.
I lost my faith in misery,
So my Maybe had to die
And all the money, world, and I.
Alone.
And all the money, world, and I.
Under the railway; in the
Desert, two handprints for me
Alone.
Slumped against the cypress trunk.
Million-dollar dress. Undrunk
A night she said she’s wanting
To spend our whole lives floating
To atone.
A torch to keep it sturdy.
Wet blanket for the journey.
With coppered nails who stole my breast
Her lovers’ lead tastes the best
When in Rome.
‘Fore I reach my new abode
I beg you one last true oath
Please return the knife from her
Stomach to my daddy’s store
So he’ll know.
Her ropes might come in handy.
I lost my faith in misery,
So my Maybe had to die
And all the money, world, and I.
Alone.
Published 10th Jan 2021
| Edited 11th Jan 2021
Author's Note
I love traditional murder ballads. I'm sure I did the genre no justice here especially given that it's a first draft but here it is in all of it's rough glory.
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Anonymous
- Edited 26th Aug 2023 5:45pm
10th Jan 2021 6:24am
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10th Jan 2021 7:59am
Thank you. I've had a lot of heightened emotions about my country (the US) lately and I thought this would be an interesting avenue to try and express some of them.
Anonymous
10th Jan 2021 8:47pm
I loved the intricacies of this piece. It’s a fine line to write a political themed piece without getting ‘shouty’ but this explored the theme with tenderness and incredible introspection.
The wording was almost lyrical in places and added this incredibly sense of whirling melancholy.
Thank you for sharing, this really was a triumph.
-M
The wording was almost lyrical in places and added this incredibly sense of whirling melancholy.
Thank you for sharing, this really was a triumph.
-M
11th Jan 2021 00:15am
thank you so much for the kind words I'm not usually confident enough to share political work but I've felt particularly charged lately given the past couple of weeks. I appreciate the kind words
Anonymous
- Edited 10th Jun 2024 11:45am
11th Jan 2021 12:37pm
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11th Jan 2021 10:55pm
