they're in the junk drawer
I hope that's
where they stay
for I would really hate to find
the mess of you
I only wish I could be stronger
I only wish I could be clearer
I wish I could read within your soul
for then I would know
how to make you
you know we love you, dearest,
but do you know what would happen
if you left us?
please don't make me find out...