in
the
woods
I
don't
miss
the
city
in
the
city
I
don't
miss
the
woods
let
me
hold
you
to
my
breast
my
pet
that's
not
my
heart
you
hear
that's
the
stars
I
would
marry
him
a
hundred
times
I
would
be
his
nurse
in
wartime
he's
trying
to
get
me
like
a
knife
to
the
heart
but
he
ain't
romeo
he
thinks
I'm
the
poison
he
needs
but
my
name
is
not
juliet
she
said
you're
the
only
man
I'd
cook
for
and
he
said
you're
the
sweetest
with
eyes
that
dreamed
of
being
the
one
who
will
dance
on
the
floor
in
the
round
-michael jackson
it
was
a
dark
hour
dark
between
our
words
we
took
the
night
for
granted
we
looked
through
the
man's
things
for
what
we
could
use
he'd
been
dead
long
enough
fear
not
I
have
loved
you
from
the
foundation
of
the
universe
-o yes, tillie olsen
the
man
waited
at
the
stop
in
the
rain
I
hoped
the
bus
would
come
soon
and
you
need
her
and
she
needs
you
and
you
need
her
and
she
needs
you
-wang chung
I
know
my
robe
will
fit
me
well
I
tried
it
on
at
the
gates
of
hell
-by and by
she
had
big
poems
dripping
from
her
big
hair
his
body
was
needed
I'll
love
you
forever
only
if
you
can
be
someone
different
for
me
it
kills
me
to
only
watch
you
I
suffer
this
unrequited
life
the
chairs
felt
a
certain
way
in
their
house
in
our
house
they
feel
another
I
can't
have
the
hill
or
the
house
or
the
sagebrush
but
I
can
have
my
heart
gentlemen
she
bowed
her
coquette
head
ma'am
their
cheeks
blushed
under
their
beards
I'll
uncover
you
rub
my
hair
on
your
feet
anoint
you
with
spikenard
I
want
it
like
a
dream
I
want
it
nude
and
in
the
sun
I
want
it
high
he
always
asks
if
she
likes
her
book
he
likes
to
know
what
she's
reading
the
chair
her
grandfather
made
her
wedding
china
for
sale
best
offer
I
dreamt
her
voice
singing
me
softly
over
the
bridge
into
the
water
I
will
change
my
name
to
black
feathers
woman
I'll
call
you
white
coyote
when
I
saw
him
later
he
was
no
longer
squat
puffed
up
he
was
squashed
the
bird
was
bummed
so
bummed
just
squat
puffed
up
sitting
there
in
the
driveway
the
kiss
of
the
mother
did
not
soothe
but
the
tears
were
warm
on
her
lips
I'm
high
from
the
coffee
and
not
eating
my
eggs
I
like
that
for
now
we're
all
suffering
from
that
same
thing
we
want
to
know
we're
not
alone
it's
the
way
he
looks
at
me
when
he's
really
really
looking
at
me
do
you
ever
miss
your
old
girlfriends
love
do
you
miss
the
way
they
weren't
me
I
took
a
walk
with
depression
breathe
breathe
and
I
left
him
by
the
sea
she
was
feeding
him
nachos
while
he
drove
the
car
the
sun
was
shining
hot
I
bought
you
all
the
greens
my
love
and
you
haven't
been
home
to
eat
them
I
wanted
to
be
the
way
the
cat's
fur
must
feel
like
next
to
the
grass
I
wish
I
had
told
that
girl
to
dump
that
guy
that
time
at
the
movies
death
is
unfair
one
hundred
years
with
you's
never
enough
death
is
unfair
baby
honey
babe
babes
bae
sweetie
sweetness
sweet
tart
sweet
cheeks
boo
heart
I
was
poured
a
strong
case
of
the
mondays
with
a
little
room
for
megrims
cobwebs
my
grandmother's
bed
the
way
the
grass
smells
in
may
a
low
moon
I
write
about
you
because
your
lips
your
legs
your
whiskers
in
my
mouth
and
then
I
said
you
got
this
thing
babe
whatever
it
is
you
got
this
he
gives
good
hugs
he
gave
me
a
fine
one
I'll
dine
on
that
tonight
I
lean
into
her
slow
quiet
talk
her
words
sift
through
my
hair
like
breeze
my
skin
grew
hot
as
his
coast
of
marseilles
came
over
the
wind
to
me
the
sky
broke
open
then
called
all
the
colors
sang
some
tears
and
I
was
there
I
always
wanted
to
be
the
boy
in
the
boy
and
his
dog
story
he's
not
mine
but
I
appreciate
that
he
lets
me
borrow
him
sometimes
it
was
about
how
his
barn
had
burnt
down
and
now
he
could
see
the
moon
the
color
of
peaches
and
pumpkin
seeds
her
little
lips
looked
up
at
me
the
crack
of
the
slap
sounded
but
what
I
heard
was
the
breaking
of
her
heart
I
whispered
I
love
you
into
his
lips
his
whiskers
shook
with
my
breath
I
was
the
my
little
pony
left
in
the
yard
sparkly
strong
alone
I'd
fallen
from
a
high
height
but
all
I
could
do's
stand
up
and
climb
again
I
sat
in
the
shade
of
the
tree
but
in
the
bright
spots
where
the
sun
cracked
through
I
let
the
mountains
in
my
mind
settle
and
the
clouds
form
around
their
peaks
I
called
everything
I
did
love
and
love
holds
us
in
an
iron
grip
-a.m. o'malley
I
love
you
so
much
I
wanna
tell
you
all
the
time
all
the
time
I'd
listen
to
the
walls
if
they
could
talk
I'm
sure
they'd
have
plenty
to
say
oh
poem
don't
take
your
love
from
me
please
don't
quit
me
stay
poem
stay
moon
stars
feather
rose
apple
palm
tumbleweed
unicorn
werewolf
his
magic
mind
doesn't
feel
anything
american
flag
is
behind
-cat power
rita
is
the
golden
joan
and
maggie
is
the
velveteen
rabbit
collage
her
life
fodder
she
destroys
things
so
she
can
build
them
back
up
she
could've
taken
her
broom
or
a
dragon
but
tonight
she
chose
to
walk
your
skin
feels
good
under
me
I
enjoy
your
pleasure
more
than
my
own
the
smell
of
chlorine
from
the
pool
a
ripe
sun
hot
tar
between
the
toes
we
smelled
every
flower
looked
at
every
tree
we
walked
very
slowly
that
get
some
bourbon
in
ya
gettin'
a
little
suburban
feeling
the
children
sleep
on
your
side
when
you're
gone
I
wear
your
shirt
use
your
fork
have
I
said
enough
I
haven't
said
anything
I've
said
it
all
before
and
anyone
who's
ever
had
a
heart
wouldn't
turn
around
break
it
-lou reed
he
doesn't
want
to
be
my
everything
it's
too
much
pressure
but
he
is
she's
a
witch
from
an
ancient
line
of
gypsies
she
doesn't
walk
she
floats
all
the
songs
sing
your
kisses
will
get
me
through
the
night
it's
true
they
do
that
skipped
beat
they
talk
about
is
his
hand
suddenly
around
my
heart
I
watched
my
life
like
a
palm
tree
my
heart
film
noir
lit
by
desert
lamplight
I
would
build
a
small
house
in
the
tall
grass
and
hide
away
from
the
wind
I've
had
enough
of
this
continual
rain
changes
are
coming
no
doubt
-crystal gayle
she
wrote
stories
with
raindrops
she
wrote
songs
with
the
wind
she
was
the
light
she
started
walking
and
thought
if
she
wasn't
careful
she
may
not
stop
darkness
fell
but
only
for
a
moment
before
I
knew
it
it
was
light
suddenly
I
was
home
in
my
bed
like
it
had
all
been
just
a
dream
I
stood
amongst
the
tumbleweed
like
their
mother
his
lips
begged
to
be
kissed
bones
made
from
troubled
earth
I
have
my
mother's
hips
and
my
father's
nose
just
because
something
falls
apart
in
your
hands
doesn't
mean
you
broke
it
-coleman stevenson
I
go
and
spoil
it
all
by
saying
something
stupid
like
I
love
you
-frank & nancy sinatra
take
me
back
to
the
jungle
to
the
sea
take
me
where
I've
never
been
let's
pretend
our
bed
is
a
snow
cave
or
a
treehouse
or
a
makeshift
raft
under
the
boardwalk
down
by
the
sea
is
how
she
always
seems
to
me
he's
a
father
he
tucks
them
in
and
kisses
their
heads
so
they'll
remember
he'd
handed
to
me
the
gift
of
him
the
sex
in
his
voice
his
breath
red
with
rage
green
with
envy
pink
blushing
yellow
with
fear
blue
blue
blue
she
asked
me
when
we
were
going
to
die
I
felt
so
close
to
her
then
come
in
demon
make
yourself
at
home
would
you
care
for
a
cup
of
tea
I
left
that
feel
with
her
it
wasn't
my
feel
to
feel
anymore
the
poems
saved
me
when
I
thought
I
couldn't
go
on
they
pulled
me
back
in
the
sun's
ripe
today
he
hates
it
when
I
don't
screw
the
lids
onto
things
I
stayed
up
listening
then
and
I'll
stay
up
listening
again