The Left Side
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Em
A pretty one-eyed girl
Am
from the state of Maine
Em
can’t see the church: it’s on the
Am
left side of her brain.
But it’s
D
clothed in browning leaves and it
C
wants to take her in,
and
D
there’s a parsons robe inside that
C
wants to feel her skin.
Em
And the sleeves of warm, black cloth are
Am
hungry for her wrists,
Em
and the first page of the Holy Book is
Am
hungry for her kiss.
G
She’ll go home, all a
C
lone on the
G
right hand of the
C
interstate
G
and the church upon the
C
hill it will
G
sit in crumbling
C
leaves
and it will
F
wait for her,
C
wait to be together. But
N.C.
she won’t want it, ever.
Em
It’s like a dream I had: this
Am
girl I went to see
Em
(and I can’t sing her name, she might be
Am
listening to me),
in a
D
room of missing tiles we
C
felt ourselves entwine,
D
and she bit my tongue and shouted as I
C
crawled into her mind.
It was
Em
full of singing mouths and
Am
apples in the air,
a
Em
soft, warm little room that was sur
Am
rounded by her hair.
And a
D
lone, when we woke, we
C
stretched our legs and spoke
to the
D
people we were sleeping with in
C
voices not our own,
in the
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cool of our
C
beds, with the
G
words just dissi
C
pating
in the
G
empty air a
C
head, and this
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other world just
C
waiting
F
until we’re
D
dead.
C
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