I’ve always had trouble getting some things through my head (I’m looking at you trigonometry) but nothing has given me more trouble than people. I like people, and they generally seem to like me, but liking something isn’t the same as understanding it. And simply acknowledging that something exists in reality isn’t the same as getting it through my stupid fucking head.
I was doing good, I was doing fine
But there you stood and you would never be mine
No matter what I did
No matter what I said
I can’t get you and I can’t get it through my head
Through my head (I can’t get it)
Through my head (I can’t get it)
Through my head
My life’s easy, it’s all good
It’s like something they dreamed up in Hollywood
It’s guaranteed until I’m dead
But I can’t get you and I can’t get it through my head
Through my head (I can’t get it)
Through my head (I can’t get it)
Through my head
You’ve got it all, so do I
But I see something in your eyes
I can see that you don’t know
How much it hurts to let you go
Because I can’t get you and I can’t get it through my head
Through my head (I can’t get it)
Through my head (I can’t get it)
Through my head (I can’t get it)
Through my stupid fucking head
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Published by mikepowernyc
Named one of New York's Best Emerging Poets 2019, my poetry chapbook The New Normal was published by Analog Submission Press. My novel The Zoo was published by Cacoethes Publishing House. Other poems and short stories have appeared in Subterranean Blue Poetry, The Journal of Microfiction, and Sick Lit Magazine, among others. Other works include a staged reading of my play Digging Up John Barrymore, performed by Dreamcatcher Entertainment, and five albums of original music recorded with my band Late Model Humans.
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Through my head (I can’t get it)