Besides, no one could ever love her
The lovable parts of her drown years ago
And she buried her beauty beneath her thick skin
The hide of a slaughtered animal that wasn't cleaned thoroughly, the chunks of meat still hang rotting & attracting flies
That's where she resides
And her cello voice sings a sad song in another language
No one can console her because it is a language only she knows, like satanic pig Latin
And her repetitive moans of sorrow reverberate annoyingly
She sets all expectations low
Effecting self-fulfilling prophecies in all areas of life
She is overweight and flabby
She has arthritis and drinks too much
She gave up a healthy future years ago; she is trying to help Father Time accomplish his mission
And so she writes
Insatiably
Sporadically
In different voices
Totally unreliably
But sometimes entertaining
And always just out-of-touch with reality
And she misses him
She could never love you back