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I've gone as far as I can go

 The rest you must do alone

 With your pants around your knees

 You said "don't leave me please"

 But this is as far as I can go

 And so I swivel on my heel

 And soon the green becomes the grey

 Now that my sister's cleaned my car

 I can depart from where you are

 I never liked the country anyway

 The birds, they steal things from my sleep

 They sing the promises I couldn't keep

Last night I dreamed my alphabet

 Out of my voice, all pretty plastic shapes

 Muted microphones

 Turned in my hands to ice cream cones

 And the silence was all syrupy, all candy, tarts and cake

 The sad curl and shine of baby spit

 And a secret trail that leaves beyond a tick

 Oh, the sad curl and smear of baby spit

 I said "yes" but I did not agree to this

 Last night I dreamed of paper trails

 Dolls without faces joined infinitely with fingerless armS

Blank as the air was dead and sound is chasing the stillness all around

 Is choking the vibrations

Beady little tales of sewing needles and a ball of string

 Tear them apa- aart and make them sing

 Of sewing needles and ball of string

 My useless heart, a wedding ring

 Apologies are boring and they're trite

 But if desired, I will see what I can find

 As soon as the concrete comes into view

 Pencil to paper we'll move for you

Squeeze our time together to lines and lines and lines of fifty words

Across the page

 Big decision all contained in a phrase

 I know I promised you all along

 Forgive me please, for I cannot