Poison Ivies

We ain't been alright
For a couple years
I don't hit yo line
I think that is clear
Nothin' left to say
Nothin' left to hear
I've escaped your vines
Your ivies have wilted
Nothin' left to say
Nothin' left to hear
I've escaped your vines
Your ivies have wilted

Bright eyes. Bush tails.
Report cards. Late bells.
House phone: Call mine.
Back porch. Fireflies.
Last met? Greyhounds.
Promised I'd slide by.
Distance gave wisdom.
Reflected on past times.
First love be fun house mirror.
No nostalgia left to improve your appearance.
Verbal abuse once weighted my spirited.
Anti-blackness once lynched my lyrics.
I'm Windy City Kid
Seen inner city kids
Spirited away Insidious.
Totting tools each summer day.
Ferb and Phineas. Yet you dial up from Iowa,
Think I'm in denial cause you don't experience this violence.
Yo cream complexion be constant deflection.
Done with your ignorance. Done with aggression,
And false acceptance.
You wonder why your call went straight to voice message?

We ain't been alright
For a couple years
I don't hit yo line
I think that is clear
Nothin' left to say
Nothin' left to hear
I've escaped your vines
Your ivies have wilted
Nothin' left to say
Nothin' left to hear
I've escaped your vines
Your ivies have wilted

I got no ribs left
Can't give no more
You bled me of red wine
Bone dry
Milk and Honey won't drip
Red Sea won't split
In high tide
Relation-ship capsized
You hold breath, don't realize
We can't drown, we baptize
Sin leaves skin
We reborn in white cloth
The long texts, Skype calls
Playlist, and love songs
You hold and latch on
You ain't Eve, you python
Don't casket our ashes
Let bygones be bygones



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Writer(s): Antwon Funches
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