We used to dress up
To fly on airplanes
We smoked cigarettes,
Talked to strangers
And drank Champagne
At the bar…
Thirty thousand feet
In the air
The air moved around us
Really really fast
There is a plant
In some dirt
In a pot
On a table
On a rung
On the floor
In a room
In a building
On a street
In a city
Near a place
Where a wall
Used to be
You must be so tired of hearing about it
Tired of alway locating the right history
Sometimes I laugh when I’m nervous
It’s not uncommon
We both know it
Why would you make me say it?
Why would you be so cruel?
We can’t get through this with
One kind of thinking
The cars pass by outside
Like waves in the ocean
From a beach that is moving
From side to side
A cat is keeping time in the kitchen
Wirh her eyes
Schwervon! 