Little Henrietta 
From the discount hair salon 
I invented you to come undo 
The torture I've been thrust upon 
I'm a rolling pin 
A half-deflated soccer ball 
Left to brittle in the yard 
In the spittle of the broken fall 
I'm the scared aggression 
Of a little dusk dog's bark 
Middling and piddling 
In the safety of the dark 
Pontiac's been tainted 
Rochester is done 
Chipped toenails are painted 
By the blacked-out friend that was 
The carsick sun 
But little Henrietta's from the same township as me 
So natively she knows about 
The coughing memory 
Now everything I see is full of 
Coffee 
And the lofty little 
Hope of love 
Every day for you my 
Lovely little one 
Scratch your back and never slack 
Or back away from our first day of profuse dripping sun 
Darling 
Some chipped-tooth baby doll I had 
Stung me like that day 
That I rode my bike into a wasp 
Then Pizza Hut to wash away 
All that stinging cruelty 
You'll understand, I pray 
The future is a creature that 
Can only hope to lick the love 
Its tongue tastes of today 
But little Henrietta and the pillows on her bed 
Where really we just kill 
The memory that won't stay dead 
With a tendency for spilling silly 
Coffee 
And the lofty little 
Hope of love 
Every day for you my 
Lovely little one 
There are three blades in my back 
But two of them are yours to track 
And see where they've begun 
Darling 
Little Henrietta 
I have had three wives 
You're my only ghost 
The organs I have lost control of 
The roll of film I can't dispose of 
How your memory survives 
Like communion host 
Or floating with the burnt toast 
That was coasting in my grandpa's daily 
Coffee 
And the lofty little 
Hope of love 
Every day for you my 
Lovely little one