TheCurlingIron

The CurlingIron

I bought a curling iron at the second hand store

Thinking it would remind me of you

But all I could remember was waiting and waiting

While you messed with your hair and bathed for hours

Driving me crazy before we could drive anywhere

I found a penny lying in the street and took it home

I was thinking about your brown penny loafers

And those shiny pennies in the slot

But this one had been run over like our love

So I tossed it in my penny jar with the others

I thought I'd take a walk yesterday

It was such a soft and gentle light rain

I left my umbrella in the closet

Then it started feeling like our love late on

As it turned into a god damn tempest

I saw an old Datsun the other day

It got me thinking about the white one you drove

About how much you adored it

And how pissed you were when I wrecked it

Hey I didn't run the red light, but you never forgave me

I passed by the little house on Marian Place

Where the garden grew in back and our love grew inside

Then I remembered the asshole who moved next door

Ended up driving us both crazy before chasing us away

If I saw him today, I'd kick his ass again without you saying don't

Well I plugged in the curling iron this morning

And I blew out the main damned fuse

Figures that would happen

Maybe I'll see if the second hand store takes returns

I'd like to get my thirty nine cents back