dedication...

now we're back at the homestead
where the air makes you choke
and people don't know you
and trust is a joke
we don't even have pictures
just memories to hold
that grow sweeter each season
as we slowly grow old
*****
god damn the people who left you in pain
god damn the father without face, without name
and god damn the lovers who never showed up
and god damn the wounds that show how deep a word can cut
*****
don't give me answers for I would refuse
"yes" is a word for which I have no use
and I wasn't looking for heaven or hell
just someone to listen to stories I tell