Martha Sways

Martha’s thin

and pretty just like you

I held her close

like I held you

Martha sways

and I follow suit

she fills my glass

and I toss it back

into the space that once held you

and dance dance to the radio

while the devil takes control

there’s a weight

holding me down

Martha says

it’s all in my head

I look at the lights

dancing in her eyes

I wanna die

dancing in her eyes

dance dance to the radio

while the devil takes control

Martha spins

and I catch her hand

she smiles and laughs

bringing me back