Darn: The Angry Ones

When the cleansing man whisked all the chairs away
I became afraid of the tablescape
Nothing in between, just the cloth and me
When he furthermore removed the groom to be
I could feel the blank inside of me
An awakening of an inner space

What do you want
I have given all that I can to you
Does it mean nothing
That a friend is all I can make
I cannot be unwound and replayed

Would yours be the lung that whisks the wind away
Into an enclosed dark cavity
Where it folds and fades like an old parade
Would yours be the tongue that laps the milk away
That would be the dream of my nippley place
To be in a face, gone without a trace

What more do you need from me
I've trimmed my gut of doubt
It's pawned my womb aloud
Why does it mean nothing
That you earned my trust all the way
Did you think that you stole it from me

What could you want
Do you want love full of secrets
Of my thoughts deleted
Does it mean nothing
That my body is growing so weak
If the crime's that I'm happy I'm framed
Yep I've been framed