You Filthy Goddess

Can you hear my whisper
From across the county line
The cadence of my tone
Should lick your lobes at night
Nothing you have ever reaped
Will pierce you quite as deep
As the echo of your leaving
And the shadow of your deceit
Can you hear my whisper
From across the county line

YOU FILTHY GODDESS

Do you remember the summer
Of two thousand and four
Ambivalence, hypocrisy
Homophobia by a whore
Lies and cold shoulders
You dispensed like birth right
But the royalty runs through the veins
You punctured with your knife
Can you hear my whisper
From across the county line

YOU FILTHY GODDESS

I am creating a space for you
I am etching your stone

YOU FILTHY GODDESS

I have saved a corner of my mind
For the memory of your demise

YOU FILTHY GODDESS

I hope one of your three
Carries the seed that's buried in me

YOU FILTHY GODDESS

Can you hear my whisper
From across the county line

YOU FILTHY GODDESS
YOU FILTHY GODDESS
YOU FILTHY GODDESS