Paper Trails

I've gone as far as I can go

The rest you must do alone

With your pants around your knees

You said "don't leave me please"

But this is as far as I can go

And so I swivel on my heel

And soon the green becomes the grey

Now that my sister's cleaned my car

I can depart from where you are

I never liked the country anyway

The birds they steal things from my sleep

They sing the promises I couldn't keep

Last night I dreamed the alphabet

Out of my voice, all pretty plastic shapes

Muted microphones

Turned in my hands to ice cream cones

And the silence was all syrupy, all candy, tarts and

Cake

The sad curl and shine of baby spit

And a secret trail that leaves beyond a tick

Oh, the sad curl and smear of baby spit

I said "yes" but I did not agree to this

Last night I dreamed of paper trails

Dolls without faces joined infinitely with fingerless

Arms

Blank as the air was dead and sound is chasing the

Stillness all around

Is choking the vibrations

Beady little tales of sewing needles and ball of string

Tear them apart and make them sing

Of sewing needles and ball of string

My useless heart, a wedding ring

Apologies are boring and they're trite

But if desire, I will see what I can find

As soon as the concrete comes into view

Pencil to paper we'll move for you

Squeeze our time together to lines and lines and lines

Of fifty words

Across the page

Big decision all contained in a phrase

I know I promised you all along

Forgive me please for I cannot