‘Horse Piss Face'
You never talk much when you're around
And most of the time, it seems you've gone to ground
I could be here for days and not know you're in the house
Although it's not something I can claim to worry about…
I feel a sense of fascination with your race
To make the shift to a different social space
And how you observe us from the curves
Of your horse piss face
I've seen you run the entire style gamut
From pink faerie princess to pasty goth fuck-up
Sometimes, I don't recognize you in that Superdrug muck
But hey, as long as you're happy, I wish you all the luck!
I reserve a mix of respect and admiration in your case
Even though there remains almost no trace
Of the you that I knew
In your horse piss face
I feel a sense of fascination with your race
To make the shift to a different social space
And how you observe us from the curves
Of your horse piss face
I reserve a mix of respect and admiration in your case
Even though there remains almost no trace
Of the you that I knew
In your horse piss face
You've freaked out your home town's sensibilities of late…
Your friends and your exes feel embarrassed and debased…
You've apparently brought your family into disgrace…
Oh, how I love your cute little horse piss face!
© M.A.Tovey 2010