Body is a difficult sister
And she loves her
And hides her somewhere in herself
Safe from harm
She's barely coasting into a paycheck
Stuck on empty
Her blue eyes frozen green
In the low-lit ATM
I need a way
To measure the distance
I need a way to say why
Out of breath or out of key
Her voice resonated in me
Wish on everything
Pray that she remains
Proud and strange
And so hopelessly hopeful
Her body is a difficult sister
And she loves her
And hides her somewhere in herself
Safe from harm
Her night shift is over
She's writing
You a postcard
To say that she's okay
And it's raining there again
My fury's rising faster
Than bus-fares
Could someone clarify why
There's no structured narrative?
No neat story-line to explain?
Wish on everything
Pray that she remains
Proud and strange
And so hopelessly hopeful
Wishes and prayers are the way
Wish on everything
Pray that she remains
Proud and strange
And so hopelessly hopeful
She shoplifts some Christmas gifts
And a bracelet for herself
And considers phoning home
Has some quarters in her hand
But she sits down on the sidewalk
And bites her bottom lip
And spends the afternoon
Willing traffic-lights
To change

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