NARCISSIST / MULLED WINE

Paris Paloma, 2020

NARCISSIST

How you fell in love with your reflection in the water I’ll never know
How you could mistreat such a wife and a daughter I’ll never know
You leaned so close,
The water touched your nose
The greed in your eyes
They could see it from below,
The ones who came before,
Who waded from the shore,
And plunged into the cold and murky world and seen no more

“Oh you think I’m a narcissist?
Then I don’t want a part in this.
And I don’t care if I made these bodies
who think that they can take this from me
Narcissist?
I don’t want a part in this
And I don’t care.”

So much of what you say is wrong
You made me, yes that’s true
But I’ll be damned if I belong to you.
Too fair, the daffodil
I hear the laughing still
Of what could have been
Had you not turned to sin,
Had you not dived right in

Oh you are a narcissist.
You think I want a part in this?
And I don’t care that you made my body
You think you own it, wrongly
Narcissist. I won’t take pity
I’ll pluck the flowers from the shore
And you can stay there evermore.

Paris Phillips, 2020

MULLED WINE

You handed me a mug of mulled wine
In comfort with these brothers of mine
And fathers too, I leaned my head
Onto you and you just said
“Oh hun stay here as long as you like.”
Well, I like

I needed a father
I needed a brother
I needed some blood
I needed someone

Would I still believe in god if I had a father?
I beheaded all the men who said
They loved me but they lied
One by one they fell from their pedestal
Right before my sovereign eyes

I needed a father
I needed a brother
I needed some blood
I needed someone

And the blood
Is thicker than the water
Oh the blood
Is thicker than the water
So you’d have me believe
The blood of the covenant is thicker
Than the water of the womb
And I’ll never renounce my sisters
I just had to renounce you

You handed me a mug of mulled wine
In comfort with these brothers of mine
And fathers too, I leaned my head
Onto you and you just said
“Oh hun, stay here as long as you like,”
Well I like.

I needed a father
I needed a brother
I needed some blood,
I needed someone.

Paris Phillips, 2020

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