a poet and a woman | final version

and they're moving moving moving
they're carrying a poet for a woman
they're carrying him for me
but what for is a poet
needed for a woman?
he won't be brightness
he won't comprehend darkness
he'll take my words as his
and give them to another woman
he'll say he invented them himself
and he won't understand my envy
of my words
he won't comprehend that