MAX HELENLADY
mixed personalities

...
leave a message at the door telling me who you are in case i don't remember
in the morning; make sure you turn the sign to 'come in' so house cleaning
leaves fresh towels; and, make sure not to leave your wallet on the dresser.

i haunt the minds of ample men, they wonder in their sleep if what they see
is true, if i was really there. is that love that they fear, or just the
thought that for once everything was going right.

i am what makes you grab your sword, charge into battle,
fight for your RELIGION, your LOVE, your complete
desire to be bigger and better than the next guy.

i am the ant crawling up the wall with your heavy burden on my back,
crouching close to the ground for fear of abandonment, my shoulders
slumped, my eyes glued to the pavement, i think at one point i am strong.

i am just like the rest of the fallen.
you mutter 'death is she, death is she';
death is me.

queen of the damned,
i am the simple minded,
the steady paced,

the woman behind each and every one of your excursions.