Nora

Will you be the same, a smile across the street, each time we separate, the dollars and the dimes, shelves stacked like wheat, in bars drinking wine, now comes the morning shame, not just with my feet, all of this tired game, No I'm not fine, why come back to me, besiege me with your lies, what does it take, to say my dawn novena, have you leave again, spiky as a porcupine, your story is no odysseyy, maybe now is my time, don't want just remains, while my concience deepens, cars fill up their lanes, I hear you singing.