Good morning honey
I stir the sunshine into your black coffee
Watch it turn to liquid gold
I wear the perfume that you like
A cloud of vanilla and quiet
The news is on the world’s on fire
I smile and ask about your day
My hands are steady steady steady
Wiping the worry lines away
Another sprinkle another coat
Another pretty pretty note
I fold the rage into a swan
And place it gently on the lawn
I sugarcoat I sugarcoat
The cracks that run beneath the floor
I sugarcoat the closing door
I take the acid on my tongue
And make it sound like a love song
I sugarcoat I sugarcoat
The silence in the overload
I paint the rust with glycerin
And let the sweet sweet work begin
We talk in bullet points and highlights
A curated clean delight
I laugh at all the perfect times
A metronome in double time
Your phone face-down a little cliff
I build a bridge with a gossip riff
“Did you hear about…”I smooth the air
Until there’s nothing sharp in there
Another layer thick and sweet
A masterpiece of calm and neat
I freeze the frown between my brows
And serve it up on silver now
I sugarcoat I sugarcoat
The dread that whispers in the blood
I sugarcoat the coming flood
I take the tremor in my hand
And make it look like a demand
For more for more for more of this
This gilded brilliant artifice
I sugarcoat I sugarcoat
The specialist the curator
Of all the things we don’t endure
I am the host I am the ghost
Behind the things we treasure most
A life in marzipan and glass
So beautiful so built to last
(Until it’s not…)
A single unforgiving thought…
I sugar…
I sugarcoat the rot
I sugarcoat the “I forgot”
I sugarcoat the love we lost
I sugarcoat the chilling frost
I coat I coat I coat I coat…
Until I cannot feel my throat
Sweeten the pill…gild the sill…
pretty the still…quiet the quake…
for heaven’s sake…
