I wandered the streets calling your name…jumping walls…
hoping to see a light in the window…let me in…
let me come in…let me in tonight…
oh I see you shivering in the garden…
silver goose-flesh in the moonlight …she’s balancing…
there are so many others…with unbroken eyes…
no cellulite afternoons… and she is balancing…
balancing on the edge of ugliness tonight…
She is balancing…