C Alexander - Who's Afraid of the Howlin' Wolf? (Eatontown)

Who treats love like a vacancy
To be filled at the earliest opportunity
Who needs someone to meet each day
Who keeps pushing who away

Who runs in to the nearest bed
Via highway or plane
And whose pink skin turns the rawest red
After one hour of who's own name
Whose gold ring is too tight a fit
Who expects who to pay for it
Who makes promises? Who's untrue
Who keeps secrets away from who

Who needs the last word in every fight
Who here is happy and who here is right
Who's got an answer for every charge
Who keeps taking a step too far
Who here speaks of some divine grace
The second that someone else's embrace
Dissolves to sweat on the poor soul's arm
Who can get out of this unharmed
Who's got a mouth full of ash and grime
Who thinks who's been a waste of time
Who doesn't get what they expect
Who thinks the future is worse than death

Who's afraid of the Howlin' Wolf
I am

Written by:
Christopher Alexander

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