Poem 8

(What madness makes mocking bluesmen rhyme a man and a woman for another last time)
You remember you told me I said something I didn't say or mean to say that you thought meant something about you and me but it wasn't true that I said it or that you had even heard what I actually did say or really mean to say at all?

You and me together,
Us going through things and coming out on the
other side
still together
That's what I was saying that you misunderstood, baby.
1 plus 1 equals 3
you, me, and you and me

(What folly do sophic bluesmen find
when a man think he know a woman mind)
Then she: you're the one misunderstood.
I was talking about Everything and Nothing,
Baby.
no you - no me
1 plus 1 equals 1
us plus us equals us

Then he: 1 plus 1 equals 1, Damn!
I bet there's not a schoolboy in the whole world knows that.

Girls.
They born knowing all kinds of stuff a man ain't never even gon' ever learn.