Quarrel

Lyrics

Let us quarrel for these reasons:
You detest the salt which seasons.
My speech. . and all my lights go out
In the cold poison of your doubt.

I love Shelley. . you love Keats
Something parts and something meets.
I love salads. . you love chops;
Something goes and something stops.

Something hides its face and cries;
Something shivers; something dies.
I love blue ribbons brought from fairs;
You love sitting splitting hairs.

I love truth, and so do you. .
Tell me, is it truly true?

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