DIRT ANGEL

Gravel grovels underfoot.

I'm beneath you all,

but throughout your wasted hours

I break your constant fall.

I'm your dirt angel.

Just for you I fell

by the wayside,

by your sun despised.

I'm so close I'm hard to find,

furtive mercury,

daughter of the two entwined,

electricity.

Spoken in each kiss you give

my alphabet of need.

Into every girl you bed

goes my own secret greed.

The one that you lie with most nights--

too late, babe, you'll find--

her soul is all iron pyrite.

Her coins made you blind.

Tonight when you lay you down,

give me everything.

Lover, will you fill the hole

that they all made in me,

your dirt angel?

Just for you I fell

by the wayside,

by your sun despised.