When I Can’t Hug You
I wanna clall you
just to
let you know that
I can get along fine
by myself
But you wont believe that
Cause a
Bene Gessert
Can see through lies
the way the gull
can shriek
through the fog
down here were Mercedes are Chevys
and
you can’t buy a hammer
but no prob
if you want a Perisan rug
So here it is and I won’t call
you
No big deal
But your smile dances across
the integral I’m facing down
Making it pretty damn hard
to follow a calculation through
Are you sitting on the deck with the
dogette
Sipping tea
and thinking
Thinking maybe of me?
Thinking maybe to call me,
just to let me know that
You can get along fine
By Yourself?
12 June 1989