Stacey

Are you happy to be turned, does your blood runs cold, she’ll make you learn, fanned by shadows she skirts, around what remains unspoken, never again her smile unfurled, frustrated by home, supped thin by water, she's ready to go alone, she laughs on the stairs, hears a lonely hooter moan, a chorus from the Fair, she 's leaving this joke, dances free without control, your lips can only croak, on the porch storms flare, the outside light is broken, she steals away unaware, a future made of tokens. i your consoling pain, can ask what they like, but you tell me lies, i dance my evasions, whisper to the night, between you and your claims, the peace of moonlight, burns on my fire, it doesn't feel right, u i o birds thrum their tune, scientists of a global nigh, your mother prays to atone, she explores an open wound, smoking her Camel Lites, just to worry you, kids on yellow block reel regular as the five and dime, she pulls at my traces, the world isn't blue, guilt is washed away, she knows what she's doing, the moon is her nosegay it haunts her face, shudder with each wine, think of the next engagement, in the evening gloom, other shipwreck signs, of someone else's purlieu, learn to dance don't get blue, ignore those cool untruths, give me just one more time. what comes to meet you, the decks that grace her due, each sea green evening, she dances on Hawaii, thats what she'd like to do