In spite of my personal feelings You are being cruel on purpose Submitted my composure and image And he can see you all over Oh you, you bully You always loved to see How many fingers you could fit inside this old wound We were beached by the same tide but I swallowed all need Now I'm older I was rooting for you, and you still take it out on me Aren't you older? God you, you bully You got what you want A big house near the city "falling forward alone" I fell from a great height and woke up screaming Eased myself with a memory — dad on the property line Putting me to work, clearing the acreage of blackberry bramble Loading up the burn piles, loading my days into burn piles