Song Description
truth of a conscious woman
| Song Length |
1:03 |
Genre |
Spoken Word - Poetry |
| Lead Vocal |
Female Vocal |
| |
Lyrics
provoked
What better way to kick your sister in the shins than say "You're ugly, it's your fault you have no breasts, and who winks at you?" It's too hot this summer, it's too lingering a tragedy we live at home, under the auspices of good faith and proper forwardness.. "Who's the cocky one? Let her go, make fun of her 'til she cowers in silence at the mirror." What studies her now postpones the malady, and with it she will see the science, the method, the coziness and outrage of the way behind her once she gets out. For to be willing to step out, to break the code of one's own bricks, what holds one in corners, in glossy, unobtrusive and painstaking pastures--these are the knocks, the whit and width of my troubles and freedom.