28 The Meadow Widow Blues Susan Landgraf Yes, he and I had holes in our commitment, but we’d taught ourselves to darn. We’d used words that cut and ripped, but we learned to curb our tongues. These is old blues We were gonna make it to fifty stepping right or aside: One two one two three. We laughed at the holes in our shoes. We danced a ragged tune. and I sing em like any woman do Some countries a woman throws herself onto a pyre and burns. Me, I went out and bought a single bed after I picked up the urn. These the old blues Last week I found a check he’d signed. Today I found a knot he’d tied. But there isn’t even one map to be found that shows me where he’s gone. my song ain’t enough my song ain’t through It’s no fun cooking for one. No fun going to a party, sleeping alone. Some days I can’t help myself: Mother Fucker, please come home.
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