Jack and Jill
I am Jacks buckling knees
His forehead clammy,
swathed in sweat in drops and beads
I am jacks screaming lungs
his contracting throat suffocating me
I am Jacks sweating palms
broken dreams and unsung psalms
I am Jacks Blooshot eyes
His futile screams and unheard cries
I am Jacks dying heart
the one who had no chance, from the very start
His forehead clammy,
swathed in sweat in drops and beads
I am jacks screaming lungs
his contracting throat suffocating me
I am Jacks sweating palms
broken dreams and unsung psalms
I am Jacks Blooshot eyes
His futile screams and unheard cries
I am Jacks dying heart
the one who had no chance, from the very start