I am in love with
I, Oh what a lovely
eye! Though sleep stays stuck in the corners
I think if
I quaff a coffee,
I’ll manage to stay awake for the lover
I love so much, but,
I’ll admit
I am a little frightened, because
I appear to have lost my voice
I know that there must be things
I should say and
I know that
I can’t because you’re not there

I am the snow that falls in Switzerland&the sunbeams that penetrate Swaziland
I feel like
I think it’s a.m, jet-lagged and slightly confused as
I turn and get out the other side to be met by the moon who’s an egg

I am waiting here like
I promised you, waiting so
we
can go home - but the sun and moon have eloped and
I feel so slightly confused - should
I have loved you more then?
I’m like the men who left home because of dreams, except
I am so much worse,
I remind me of them, like a pink empty hearse,
I’m all wrong, non-conformist and
I worry that
I’ve really fucked up

My eyes are no longer open, the sleep is stuck like glue
I really need you near now to hold
My hand and help
Me -you promised you’d never leave
Me, declared it like an ancient decree
I’m going to bed alone now, blind and groping
My way, thinking about my
I-eye, my eye-I that
I wish I’d learnt to watch, oh
I hope that you are happy, the only opiate of
My heart.