Instant Of The Hour After

(album: Lover, Beloved: Songs From An Evening With Carson McCullers - 2016)

That's enough. Out of you
Tonight. My darling
This show is over for now
The monkey is dead
I detest all this drunken brawling
Now, let's see if you can make it into this bed

How I love you. How I loathe you

It's a sharp, quick love. I feel. My darling
You're not as drunk as you seem. So why pretend
On your cheek, that sweet shadow falling
The pulse in your neck, how I'll know it, right to the end
How I love you. How I loathe you

All you can say is:
"Reverberating vacuity."
"Lousy simile."
"Vacant majesty."

In the instant of the hour after

But right now, it's you and me
My darling
Trapped here inside of this bottle, drowning like flies
When the frenzy's over
We're crawling
Specimens. Spent and exhausted
We press to the sides

How I love you. How I loathe you