Gordian.

I found you by the turn of the stair

tied by your silken sash

to the mahogany rail

sitting with your fingers careless

knotting the ends of your hair

with your shoes double tied

and the rope of pearls twisted into

a Gordian cluster around your neck.

I told you that we were, as always,

late

and that this time you'd promised

you'd solemnly swore

that we'd get there on time

not like every time before

and what was this ridiculous mess

we had no time for silly games

but get yourself up and lets go.

and you looked at me and laughed

with your brittle bright smile

that shone even as it cut

and how my heart bled

as you laughed and laughed and said

But baby I didn't mean to make you wait.

I know, I know we can't be late

and I know you'll probably hate

me for this but you see

There was a thing or two

a mess and a scare and a bit of the dark

and I couldn't find the light and I knew

we'd probably end up fighting and

somehow everything ended up all wrong

and now I guess, well you see, it's just

I got tied up.

You laughed the whole time

I untied you

and carried you up the stair

through brushing out your hair

and taking off your shoes

until lying down in our big bed

you cried and told me

there was nothing nothing I could do

that you were all tied up inside your head.