I
went
for
a
walk
and
noticed
all
the
houses
in
this
town
have
names

her
hair
like
the
horse's
mane
floated
behind
her
in
the
sun
on
the
wind

that
house
had
had
no
intention
of
living
in
the
city
you
know

I've
broken
a
few
hearts
the
smell
of
her
patchouli's
unrelated

he
doesn't
pose
for
selfies
and
cuddling
is
awkward
for
me

I
walked
in
the
sun
and
rain
like
under
water
when
the
light
shines
through

my
girl
we
sleep
in
the
pines
in
the
pines
where
the
sun
don't
ever
shine

old
black
eyes
came
around
today
beating
her
cold
dark
heart
in
my
ears

the
books
stand
together
on
the
shelves
neighbors
enemies
sometimes
friends

said
the
black
cat
am
I
crossing
your
path
or
are
you
crossing
mine

wearing
ball
gowns
and
rain
boots
they
roll
in
the
mud
magic
wands
in
hand

just
one
more
for
the
road
pretty
baby
pretty
baby
please
oh
please

make
spain
for
me
again
he
said
I'll
do
anything
for
you
darling

the
gentleman
took
the
maiden's
hand
as
they
both
swayed
to
the
bee gees

the
laughter
and
carousing
will
go
on
until
they
too
turn
to
dust

-yasha mazur
the magician of lublin

I
said
his
name
several
times
very
loud
to
feel
its
sound
in
my
mouth

we
walked
together
the
pigeon
and
me
up
the
sidewalk
near
the
school

the
motivation
to
do
the
things
I
don't
want
to
mother
mother

when
you
look
at
a
new
friend
and
feel
as
if
you'd
known
them
forever

I
swayed
to
her
voice
chanting
her
body
the
earth
her
blood
the
water