Good Girl

black heart
good deeds,
good girl,
where did you go wrong
down this back alley
bird-shat nowhere,
stealing kisses,
forgetting dreams,
saving for a rainy day,
when he will turn to you and say,
“I love you, too,
good girl”

old lady name
dirty whore bed
deep, dark, dank
and always bleeding
fire

once upon a time,
she was he
savage, found
lost paradise
house on the hill,
humble and proud,
he taught her
words mean something
more than the lives
it cost her
to sell her soul,
so she prayed
one day,
to be her, and his,
and be good enough
his good girl

so, here we are
and I am never
good enough
for his Joni Mitchell
Steely Dan
Sting
lyrics

I am messy
leaving trash
giving him
treasures
he doesn’t want
he doesn’t love
me that way

I pray
next time
I am alone
on a hill
by the trees,
rush of the sea,
to watch birds,
count stars,
write my own words,
in my own time,
a burden
no more
belonging
to no one

Originally published at https://carolbankswebercoggie.wordpress.com on January 30, 2021