Berenice
Those insect-eggs
are hatching out
and I think I'm going deaf.
in one ear and my balance is shot
so you can guess
my dreams are filled
with brain-eating worms
but it's only when I wake
I really feel
the horror
and I can't wait
to have you near again
And talk about
the things that
we both went through
I admit
to fantasies
of wrist-slashing
But it doesn't make me proud
Glamorous
or any such thing
(...I can't wait.....)
Sometimes I think I want to go
Back again
to the place where we were left
Coz ever since
Nothing can come close
And I can't wait
to have you near again
and relive the things that
we both went through
