The Tortured Poets Department[a] is the eleventh studio album by the American singer-songwriter Taylor Swift.
It was written and produced by Swift, Jack Antonoff, and Aaron Dessner, and released on April 19, 2024, via Republic Records.
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In Summation: Summary Poem by Taylor Swift
At this hearing I stand before my fellow members of the Tortured Poets Department With a summary of my findings A debrief, a detailed rewinding For the purpose of warning For the sake of reminding
As you might all unfortunately recall I had been struck with a case of a restricted humanity Which explains my plea here today of temporary insanity
You see, the pendulum swings Oh, the chaos it brings Leads the caged beast to do the most curious things
Lovers spend years denying what’s ill fated Resentment rotting away galaxies we created
Stars placed and glued meticulously by hand next to the ceiling fan Tried wishing on comets Tried dimming the shine Tried to orbit his planet Some stars never align
And in one conversation, I tore down the whole sky Spring sprung forth with dazzling freedom hues Then a crash from the skylight
Bursting through Something old, someone hallowed, who told me he could be brand new
And so I was out of the oven And into the microwave Out of the slammer and into a tidal wave
How gallant to save the empress from her gilded tower Swinging a sword he could barely lift
But loneliness struck at that fateful hour Low hanging fruit on his wine stained lips He never even scratched the surface of me None of them did
“In summation, it was not a love affair!” I screamed while bringing my fists to my coffee ringed desk It was a mutual manic phase It was self harm It was house and then cardiac arrest
A smirk creeps onto this poet’s face Because it’s the worst men that I write best
And so I enter into evidence My tarnished coat of arms My muses, acquired like bruises My talismans and charms The tick, tick, tick of love bombs My veins of pitch black ink All’s fair in love and poetry
📜 Sincerely, The Chairman of The Tortured Poets Department
