I hit every red light, I threw everything out of the house I left, but I =

came back, walk backwards through the door, you didn't save a bit for =

me, you didn't nod or disagree, our sidewalk is askew, our rent is =

overdue. I'm leaning like a barn, I'm abandoned like a house, I'm =

feeling like a knife in a drawer. Admit you brought the drought, you're =

so dry to the touch, and I pray for the rain. I'd love to help you bake, =

but the killer on your face says you're gone, you didn't leave a note =

for me, you didn't see me sharpening, my steps are falling through, our =

home is ready to split in two. Don' need a sickle to cut you down, don't =

need no driving rod to track you down, the rains are coming and the sky =

is brown, the weather vane is spinning, spinning around.

Submitted by: Mel