You Wretch Poem by Clyde King

Let me know
When you go
It's only polite
And turn off the light

I'm bluer than blue
‘Cause I don't have you
You didn't say goodbye
I guess it was all a lie

You sure fooled me
Into loving you, see?
I was your fool
I became your tool

You tore out my soul
To make yourself whole
My life you stole
Then threw it in a hole

Why? Why did you do that?
You had it all down pat
You're nothing but
A no good alley cat

You'll get yours someday
Someone will come along and say
'Give it up, you wretched whore
There's nothing here
For you anymore.'

Nov.2020