Owen

I love my brother Owen

Though I do not know him

I only dream of you

Sometimes Eliza too

It's raining in my head

I cry and eat my bread

My tears are what I spread

On convoluted meals

Icicles hanging in caves

Have very special names

I love my honey's lungs

I kiss him on the tongue

Ronnie and Frank

Holding hands at the bank

I'm doing what I've done

We're not having much fun