King of her safety school
and barely a Fulbright
and the way that she held her hair back
stained in the porchlight.
Your codicil rang in my head as I drove home
when I decoded the rest I did a U-turn over the stones
I could see your drapes moving so I dimmed the taillights
that was the signal we'd agreed on
and I couldn't believe that you had confided in me
You went on and on until your voice began to creak
Your codicil rang in my head
you went on and on to the Feds
but there were supposed to be
some pleadings filed in Monroe
there were supposed to be
some nodding heads
there were supposed to be
the county seat in Monroe
there were supposed to be
some nodding heads
some nodding heads
some nodding heads