devil you don't

can't say i didn't know how much
crap you had before i let you move
in but  i had no idea such
things would make so heavy a   love..

like you, it's not the one thing or
another but all combined which
despite your warning, weigh much more
than i thought they would. not to bitch

but can't you find the time to group
the things alike into boxes
instead of this dish cable soup?
my house is now a den for foxes

  tunnels, warrens wind to the door
that let you in. don't make me want
to kick you out again. no more
saying you can't deal, you  gavotte

at  fairgrounds despite your ordeal.
you mismanage time and money
and say you can't buy me a meal.
well i got news for you honey

something will one day give way
  free me from your sexual sway
if only for a day. what's left
had best be all that fills the cleft.