Alone in the bathroom
Filled with love
Four flourescent lights
In the doleges (?) of the night
To be so full and surrounded
By breathing bodies
And only
Holding what's mine
Having one, mine,
And it's not offering anything
No help of any kind
Sliding doors
Signal something
The end of a song
The end of outpouring
And until the smile
for forever
Don't put your hand in my vision
I cannot bear the weight
And I am in the bathroom
And I am already done for
For the next few days