Oh Sister

Oh sister, don't be afraid of me

I won't be nailing you down in the nursery

Just like the rest of them did with those watery

Wandering fingers of spit that were supposed to be glorious and fine

Oh sister, won't you believe in me

I only wanted to be hard on the family

Here with you now in this silly infirmary

Your mother makes frantic and drunk calls from Germany all of the time

And oh sister, sweet brown and beulahery

Milk from your blisters on your grandmother's jewelry

There in the parlor all naked in front of me

Watching the lights from the cracks making archery animal designs

Rose Wallace Goldaline just moves her mouth over anything

That's fleshy, free, and flowering

Like oranges out in the open

But don't you waste your sins again

She don't need you or won't fuck your friends

And you, well you're American

Self important boiling over

To prove that she must still exist

She moves herself about her fist

And won't ever never give a shit

About all those words you're wasting

To gain some pretty, bright, and bubbly

Wondrous dream you'd like to kill and cling and claim her as your own

But don't you worry all those dainty and dirty

Emotions just go away and fade out on their own

Sister, now that you're leaving

Our fingers will fal too, our lungs will be leaking

All over each other and without even speaking

We'll know that it's over and smile and go greeting whatever comes next

And oh sister you're getting married

To some angry twister that you'll have to carry home

Drunk every evening from the cemetery

And if he makes it back half alive you can bury him under your sheets

And oh sister now that you're grieving

I cannot imagine there is any meaning

Forgetting you ever could once have the feeling

That made you keep on and continue to breathing of all of this world

And in an age of empty rings

I don't want to feel a thing

I don't even want to know

Rose Wallace Goldaline

Don't you ever die on me

Don't you on the way you go