James Blues
J. Tillman
James incurred the wrath
Of a jealous woman
Not long after that
Spending all his weekends
Trying to relearn
How a young man yearns after a nurse
Poor, poor James
Most nights he has dreams
His impotent heart racing
Wakes up in a sweat
Simpleton heart racing
He throws back the sheets
Begins to weep without much feeling
Poor, poor James
Desire is what makes
Upright mammals human
Put me out to graze
Give this beast a burden
Because the universe
Makes much more sense without a purpose
Poor, poor James
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