James had cured the wrath
Of a jealous woman
Not long after that

Spending all his weekends
Trying to relearn
How a young man yearns after a noose

Poor, poor James

Most nights he has dreams

All his teeth are missing
Wakes up in a sweat
Simpleton heart racing

He throws back the sheets
Begins to weep without much feeling
Poor, poor James


Desire is what makes
Upright mammals human

Put me out to graze
Give this beast a burden
Because the universe

Makes much more sense without a purpose
Poor, poor James