It’s my Life meets Haversham

Haversham by Carol Ann Duffy

Beloved sweetheart bastard.  Not a day since then
I haven’t wished him dead.  Prayed for it
so hard I’ve
dark green pebbles for eyes,
ropes on the back of my hands
I could strangle with.
Spinster.  I stink and remember.  Whole days
in bed
cawing Nooooo at the wall; the dress
yellowing, trembling if I open the wardrobe;
the slewed mirror, full-length,
her, myself
, who did this
to me?  Puce curses that are sounds not words.
Some nights better, the lost body over me,
my fluent tongue in its mouth in its ear
then down till  suddenly
bite awakeLove’s
hate behind a white veil; a
red balloon bursting
in my face.  Bang.  I stabbed at a wedding cake.
Give me a
male corpse for a long slow honeymoon.
Don’t think it’s only the heart
that b-b-b-breaks.

Great poem. Great song. Each terrific on their own. But together? Takes a bit of getting used to…especially the sudden ending.Here are the lyrics to It’s my Life, if it helps…

Funny how i find myself in love with you
If i could buy my reasoning I’d would pay to lose
One half won’t do
I’ve asked myself
How much do you commit yourself?

It’s my life
Don’t you forget
It’s my life
It never ends

Funny how i blind myself
I never knew if i was sometimes played upon
Afraid to lose
I’d tell myself what good you do
Convince myself

It’s my life
Don’t you forget
It’s my life
It never ends

I’ve asked myself
How much do you commit yourself?

It’s my life
Don’t you forget
Caught in the crowd
It never ends.

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