Harelip - Tomahawk

I am the harelip

Give me one more kiss

We’ll have a mardi gras on deserted streets

Fingers and forceps

Raw meat and muzak

The bubbles in the wine keep the nerves dead

I was awake all through the surgery

The people dancing, laughing, all for me You sewed me up but it will never heal

Will I forget then learn to smile some day?

Potbellied sick bed

All scars and sweet breads

A lonely vacation, your own Disney parade

It’s all that he has

Clamped up by Walkmans

A midnight waiting room

Hear the distant screams

I was awake all through the surgery

The people dancing, laughing, all for me You sewed me up but it will never heal

Will I forget then learn to smile some day