green green green
green rain washing green leaves
thousand times washed leaves reel
under the kisses of importunate rain
washing
we are always washing
gotta clean it up
the dirty wound
your wound
on the bus in the bar in the bedroom
you wound me…………….your blunt and rusty
edges dig into me
these wounds you leave will turn yellow
and purple, look
how i am bruised
you help me up the kerb &
drop me in the shit
you pull me down beside you
pull me
down in the shit
down writhing
wriggling
to your music
pa pa chím pa pa chím pa pa chá cha chím
in the shit
help me up
help me up
help me
yellow and purple
& livid crusted resentment is what is to be healed here
wash it & wash it &
dry it in the sun
that will help
but i am tired of help
the helping hand
the guiding hand
the hand under our elbows
guiding
steering
round our waists
protecting
helping
holding & steering & pushing
& pulling
& slapping
i am tired of your hands
and i am tired of your music
pa pa chím pa pa chím
your sly guitars and amorcita
palomita
guapa guapa guapa*
sounds like slapping
you are fucking us every minute of the day
red red red
is the colour of the blood of the seven virgin whores
blue silk & white muslin
for the dresses of the seven virgin whores
whose blood i prescribe
for your condition
should clear it up
in a jiffy
red as blood
red as rage
what’s that you say?
am i all right? not really, no
¿perdón?
yes, i am angry
yes, i am very very angry
thank you
in spite of the shit thigh deep
i can climb this mountain quite well by myself
thank you
in the shit and very angry
