malignancies

happenstance

Posted in loose change by maggie on June 17, 2009

my daddy wrote gag lines for anyone willing to buy
my mama barely knew how to read
so i got myself born on the edge of the morning
with a song stuck between my teeth
i knew right off though i didn't yet know why
they had sold me into slavery
it could have been happenstance for anyone else
but it still had to happen to me

daddy gave me lessons in how to frisk
sure made sure i had something down there to hide
like my own secret ways with the play of his razor
but then that way i was never denied
he left me with incurable hunger for risk
to mark my culpability
it could have been happenstance for anyone else
but it still had to happen to me

anything illegal mama tried at least once
but nothing ever seemed to stick
that kick in her kiss meant she's let out of prison
good for any quick five dollar trick
i've got me her body and all its stunts
with its open marketability
it could have been happenstance for anyone else
but it still had to happen to me

the old place burned down, mama up and ran
i got passed down from friend to friend
i earned my own keep making time with strange people
not a decent freedom left to defend
every smile i got from every man
hit me like an allergy
it could have been happenstance for anyone else
but it still had to happen to me

all those stale sermons i memorized
were all about getting to yes
at some ghostly call i even lay on an altar
sacrifice can be useful, i guess
the part that had me the most surprised
was my struggle with eternity
it could have been happenstance for anyone else
but it still had to happen to me

manhattan was good for a straight open sky
i flew through it like a stone
chasing on after the flow of the traffic
so surrounded yet always alone
city streets gave me the face of a spy
with thin invisibility
it could have been happenstance for anyone else
but it still had to happen to me

my journal was a mirror hanging over the john
a convenient place for me to purge
instant release, automatic and easy
the flushable side of the urge
it never was meant to keep going on
like some virtual immortality
it could have been happenstance for anyone else
but it still had to happen to me

the authorities picked me up on a meaningless prank
confined me in a padded cell
they inspected my schemes and invaded my dreaming
on probation now growing up in their hell
i have no one to blame and myself to thank
for what they call insanity
it could have been happenstance for anyone else
but it still had to happen to me

one night up in chelsea i thought i found love
took all i had to hold on to my mask
my joke of a heart was the life of the party
but that hangover next morning, don't even ask
one night for a lifetime was more than enough
to function as a memory
it could have been happenstance for anyone else
but it still had to happen to me

get me talking on more than a glass of wine
i might say who the father was
but now that i lost her to that shit they foster
i don't care that much to argue the cause
if sin was involved i am sure it was mine
call it honest creativity
it could have been happenstance for anyone else
but it still had to happen to me

i can't envision making it to twenty or more
there's too much too heavy too fast
good luck and pure chance ain't a magic answer
when it's done only one thing will last
i can't speak for the one i am singing for
but cutting gives her clarity
it could have been happenstance for anyone else
but it still had to happen to me

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