Sex Change

In the image in my mind
You were falling far behind
Walking down Riverside
Doused in gasoline
No one ever questioned
Were they deigned to believe?
All you or I knew was to suffer
When you were in my arms
You were barely even there
These days there is nothing you can do to hurt me
I only wish you well
In navigating hell
I don’t try to comprehend the ways you suffer
I’ll roll you up those steps
Burden in heft
All I can do is hold your hand, when you go under
To the end of reproduction, until the end of reproduction
To the end of reproduction, until the end of reproduction
Love will find every fool
Love will find every freak
Love will see that to know it
You will suffer
To the end of reproduction, until the end of reproduction
To the end of reproduction, until the end of reproduction