L

A fog came in and drank every palm tree
Making the hour that much more obscure
So much closer now that the moon is near
Light another blue match by the window
To give you another sign that I’m still here
Slowly forgetting that you’ve locked the door
And swallowed the key like an empty grape
Tell me that you don’t want to say goodbye
You do you do you do you do you do
And hold your hand up in place of my heart


LII

The boredom of seeing the sun all day
Or the empty hole that winter has left
The ponds become so murky and stagnant
Like lamps that’ve been left on for too long
The boredom of seeing the sun all day
Or the empty hole that winter has left
Every shady corner is but taken
Under every tree the lovers possess
The burden of seeing the sun all day
Or the empty goal that winter has left

LX

I open the window when it’s stuffy
And when it’s pouring rain in the daytime
It’s never pouring rain in the daytime 
Since the shadowy figure past the hall
In the grey blue dress made from stretchy hands
Hushes every single thought in my brain
Before it’s ballooned up into a dream
So I end up taking your word for it
It’s never pouring rain in the daytime
Unless it’s time for you to tell me so