I Told You

Her voice was an earworm in my head
over and over a constant cerebral crawl
I-told-you-you-can-not-trust-Jake who I lent
the 100 bucks that I could be
taking her out to dinner with
and we’re sitting here with me waiting
for Jake to call and I trust Jake but I know
it’s a shame when you can’t trust
the people you should be able to trust
like when somebody dies isn’t there always
someone in the family overcome with greed
and you don’t see it until the strike
has been made because who knew that crows
can weep like the rest of us who knew
a crow could cry crocodile tears
isn’t there always someone who has stashed
all the jewelry taken the credit cards and all
the trees off the land of the dead person
isn’t there always someone who leaves
us barren so they can wear a garment
made of scraps of scripture and bits
of cash isn’t there always someone slick
and can’t be trusted like I trust Jake
because I know he delivers
like he the last living bluesman
but I told him please be on time.