Greener Than Grapevine

[conqueror49worm]

Greener than grapevine.
What a fool was I to rule what wasn't mine,
caching gossip like it was cash.

Then came a tea leaf compassing the belief
that you were never treasure or some secret stash.


Martyr or maker?
You took to my trail like the shook to the Shakers.
I wondered only whether you're well.

Then came a sad saint who rightfully complained
that you weren't any better than the leather belt.

(x) Oh, if I could unknow you.
The gold I would give. The wrongs I would do.
Oh, if I could unknow you.
What dirt I would sift until the sieve fell through.
If only I could unknow you.

At the peak of promise,
how astute was I on the route paved by Thomas
to know of rock all that enters ends.

Then came a gaunt man with holes in both his hands.
Well, at least we can pretend.

So, widow to wonder,
the serpent sheds a certain skin every summer,
and I left mine long ago.

Then came that scaly stuff like coal in the rough,
and I knew I could never unknow.

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