Residue
It comes to this
Before the poison, after the hiss
Skin after the final blow
Residue after the flow
She had a dream
Tears turn to steam
Of every man she knew
Now wakes to the dew
There is shorty who took her high
That mute who sang goodbye
No. No. In pops Mr. Know How
There! There stands her password now
Swings her legs over the bed
Looks at his body spread
Watches herself for a while
Allows him a weary smile
It comes to this
Emptiness in the last kiss
Relief after the pain
Another loop in the chain
Last drop in a stream
Another man for another dream