Savage Letters - Omar Rodríguez-López

she was only a small runt

from the lands of Missouri

when Roosevelt decided to make her

a household name

with his hand in her pocket

and a shallow grave in her name

they set out for the city

searching for fame

there’s no use in keeping secrets

her name is bacon

they might see her tomorrow

her name is bacon

though she might have changed it

her name is bacon

within weeks they were fighting

what was passion had turned into coal/cold

still he wouldn’t leave her even when

she’d run out of love

so with a blade in her left hand

and a white rose between her lips

she cut his throat on new year’s eve

and stuffed his corpse in the fridge

there’s no use in keeping secrets

her name is bacon

they/he might see her tomorrow

her name is bacon

there’s no use in keeping secrets

her name is bacon

though she might have changed it

her name is bacon