New Lyrics to Maneater

Maneater
stuck on repeat in my head as I walk the dog in the prerain mist in the dark in the harsh light
of LED street lamps--
the tetherball hanging
limp from its rope in relief
the Prius in shadow the deep red of a conspirator's heart cut from the chest at the Tower, held
high for all to see the shadows
of branches scrawl encrypted messages on the sidewalk in black fuzzy font:

   Ohoh here she comes
watchoutgirlshe'llchewyouuuuuuuh
Oh oh is this my calling here? Is this where I say "enough"?
Once when a coworker complained about the Muslims moving in next store to her about their "towels" hanging from the laundry line in the back yard once when she said these things out loud to me laughing like I was going to laugh too once then I took it up with our supervisor and wondered, in writing, if these were things to be said in front if children her desk was moved and no one spoke to me until I left
I was in school then once learning about the corporate takeover of our schools, about those who would profit off the backs of the poor, preparing for my fight, my professor teaching the book he just published
I wrote him a letter too pointing to the hypocricy of requiring students to buy the book he wrote about profiting off education it was easy to see what was right it was easy to fight
so why not sit in the undercroft, tending the barrels
why not offer my neck and my guts to the fight

Instead I walk in the dark with a dog, trying hard to make it home before this rush of thoughts sung to a Hall and Oates tune disperse trying hard to remember to write this somewhere in this mess:

When it comes down to it, we are either the righteous or the executioner

And I see my own shadow: hood up in the same light as the trees, my details sharp against the fuzz of their font.