(no subject)
he believed in you
remember when he said:
"words are always hard to manage
can't get out of bed'
now hear him
through the empty city
he swept you off your feet
you're sweeping up the dust now
drink your whiskey neat
come on, old lovers
fall down in the grass
wake up with the breeze
gather round the torn up pictures
join the family
hold the blankets tighter
turn on all the lights
mummify the lovers
burn them in the night
gather our belongings
and throw them from the train
let go off the railings
let go off the reins
take on me
take me on