Left drunk on her exes car windscreen // I am not a cuckoo

[rollingbrianjones]

Second edit:

Screaming, crying, crawling man
I took your nest because I can.
Her whispered whims? No longer yours.
Not lost but found, for me she chores.
Displaced, dismayed, I know your pain-
Deserved. I’d do the same again.
The hand you dealt her? Boastful, vain;
You wronged her, conned her, yanked your chain.
She wondered, wandered, crazed yet sane.
Your caused your loss. You made my gain.
But I'm no cuckoo in your spot,
No chicks were slain nor laid to rot.
Yet.



Left drunk on her exes car windscreen // I am not a cuckoo

Screaming, crying, crawling man
I took your nest because I can.
Her whispered whims no longer yours,
She’s lost yet found; for I she chores.
Displaced, dismayed, I know your pain;
Deserved. I’d do the same again.
The hand you dealt her, boastful, vain,
You wronged her, conned her, yanked your chain.
She wondered, wandered, waning, sane.
Your loss you caused. I made my gain.
But no, a cuckoo I am not
No chicks were slain, nor laid to rot.

Edit 1
Screaming, crying, crawling man
I took your nest because I can.
Her whispered whims no longer yours,
She’s lost yet found; for me she chores.
Displaced, dismayed, I know your pain:
Deserved, I’d do the same again.
The hand you dealt her? Boastful, vain.
You wronged her, conned her, yanked your chain.
She wondered, wandered, crazed yet sane.
Your loss you caused. I made my gain.
But no, a cuckoo I am not
No chicks were slain, nor laid to rot.