the_baby_tastes_the_milk oldephebe test 030830 ... oldephebe and the baby tastes the milk grow bitter on the vine the bumped his head and waddled all around no one to soothe his comfortless ache you who should have been my nurture became my wound a living tapestry of torture - genious of the fire-rain you know just where to bruise me where others cannot see you know just which words to choose to make me breathe the blue the baby taste the milk grow bitter on the vine the baby fell down and lost his mind tell me something tender about me tell somethin true somethin' you can't use to tie my tongue down and i always wanted to be the good son the kind one but ya make it so hard for me to love you accents of antipathy upon which you suckled me could you would you tell me somethin' tender about me lately dearest mother of mine their seems to be a disquieting dissonance to the words we mime to one another a frayed jagged edge to every empty phrase and long ago i stopped looking for a mothers love to step into this space and i can't bring my self to say all is forgiven and Father Defalco says to let the gentleness of the lord be my answer to this rage so turn the page it'll melt grieving heart but father you don't know a damn thing about being born to a black and loveless womb the child of blight learned long ago to stand alone tell me tell me something tender about me mother 'cause it seems all you bring is the bitter tell me somethin' tender aw damn that it's too late i don't think your words of remorse hissed through gritted teeth could could touch me anyway let this gavel that governs our love come down hard upon our heads tell me tell me somethin' bitter about me 'cause you see that's all there is between you and me i did it i told the tale in shades of grya and night and you color the air any way you want to but that won't bring my love back to life so bring on the bitter and we'll sit and shiver see i impoverished myself to find redemption in your eyes a man could find more or less the same thing staring into the eye of hell bring on the bitter tell nothing was ever tender between you and me 030830 ... Mr. Marksman . 041213 ... oldephebe "Tell Me Somethin' Tender" Copyright 2002 by Stan Whyte for The Autumn Fire CD Project coming soon. A site is under construction @ theautumnfirecdproject.com ...umm it needs tons of work and I've been too busy to get to it, plus there's something wrong with my active x protocols so i'm having trouble working on it from my home computer. There will be free clips..er alternative reimaginings of some traditional christmas carols. Sooo yeah everything thing I breathe seems to be blue, but I played a few for a friend of mine and she's mostly into R&B but she kinda dug it soo.. also, i'd sure welcome any pointers. I'm not going to stick with that template though..it's just there to hold a place ... 041213 what's it to you? who go blather from