Bitch Song II

Woman speaks she walks Woman looks woman talks She says that you must know You surely must know Don’t play Don’t play You know what this means She says I must know I lay back on the bed Room cramped with wooden Wooden shelves and closets And the makeup over there Bitter smell of hair oh Bitch sees everything Small distractions often Nothing can distract She must control she must Speaking softly but all knowing She knows how this all works I must know Curtains up over all us Bitch sees it all On the concrete sitting On the concrete way high Trains always passing by So loud they stand Tags on the wall always Sit back, boy, onto the wall Just sit back and enjoy So close my friend Poets dancing in the street So many and so few Close quarters and all So soft so so so so Bitter bitter smell So sweet that is I surely must know The bitch she knows she does I wish I knew like she Even in the basement Even the bitter there I love that bitter so soft