Your noddy-body rinsesit's ruddy cloudy skin
Stingy, unsettled, so,
summer sets in on the city,
Under umbrells
And waiting at counters
And the sun slips low down
Disappears the day after
Locked in the zoo, like
Animals braying low groans and deeper
Half-spit half-thoughts, half the wit.
Tighten up the barricades and
cool up
Here is something here is. Something is
Far from something, it has or it has not
She is either or niether
Taking a deep breath
As up we go out
With the tidy
Dolling out of bells tolling
Ellie, I'm sorry..
I...
I only meant to kiss you
Lying awake
On the edge of the bed,
The sun sits low
Down,
Ellie,
I'm sorry.