She Smiles

She smiles unlike a snake
She smiles but it's a mistake
To thank she loves you
She don't love you
No,No, No

Mona Lisa, would not your fangs
sink into my neck
while I wonder what the heck
is going on?

Wonder woman, wise lady of sonnets
sung by dead poets
to the empty rivers of dream
She is not who she may seem
when she smiles

Her hands carress the vulture
Epitome of style and grace
Cruel mistress of cold winter

Her eyes, like diamonds,
slash your face to ribbons
In her hand black chalk is writing
on the white sand of eternity
your many sins

The audience begins to applaud
Visitors sleep on silken sheets
Sweeping away stones on the rosd
In the storeroom old John Keats
is hammering on his wooden box
for now the Grecian vase
and the plastic clocks
lie broken on the floor

She smiles unlike a snake
She smiles but it's a mistake
To thank she loves you
She don't love you
No,No, No

Pretty lady I done seen you
interviewed on the TV
Really yore too good for me

Fingernails carving curses
in clay beside the crystal
wind chimes of eternity
She ain't who she appears to be
when she smiles

Her ruby lined brassiere
Solid concrete stilleto heels
Drive your burning automobile

My tourniquet is right
next to the frozen food
While the mule labors and sweats
neath the burdon of mathmatics
and other things

She lives in the white folks yard
Singing about the busted train
There ain't no dog doo on her shoes
And the skeletans fall like rain

While the puppets are drinking wine
And Hectors run out of breath
Tied up in the vines
And the bells don't toll for thee

For what crime must we condemn the night?
Which we say robs us of the light
Sure the crime for all it is worth
Must be laid at the feet of the earth

She blocketh warm rays of the sun
and deigns to never grant explanation

Her silence is killing me
She oughta go down in history
as the biggest problem a man ever face

She showeth not mercy
deaf to my prayer
and to all beauty blind

I swear to God, between you and me
I think she's got something on her mind

She smiles unlike a snake
She smiles but it's a mistake
To thank she loves you
She don't love you
No,No, No

I may be dumb
I may be blind
but she's got something
on her mind