.

Baby be the class clown, I'll be the beauty queen in tears.

It's a new art form showing people how little we care.

Now is good.

Spring,
a long train journey,
a peacock,
bed-in breakfast,
a joint bank account,
listening to you snore for years and years,
to go to a parents meeting even though our kid is a genius;
actually, all three of our kids:
Justin, Marilyn and Daisy.
Being with you,
being with you,
being with you...
Just being with you.

And I like you.
I love these roads where the houses don't change (and I like you) 
Where we can talk like there's something to say (and I like you) 
I'm glad that we stopped kissing the tar on the highway (and I like you) 
We move in the tree streets 
I'd like it if you stayed.

people are jerks 










.

Dorothy was right though.

But if it’s true you’re gonna run away, tell me where, 
I’ll meet you there.

Oh, momentary sinergy.

Watching his exit is like falling off the ferry in the night.

Handsome and faceless, 
and weightless your imagination runs.

There's no one here to police me, 
I'm sinking in until you return.