Where is my girl in this world
Where is my friend without end
Where is the smile that piles
iself upon itself like a python
coiling, gathering, smoothly flickering
with his or her long elegant pink forked tongue?
I need you in the nighttime and all day too
I ask for you where my heart sinks down all through
the mushy entrails where I my guts order my fate
Would you come along please before it is too late
for me to unwind this mistake
unwind myself to become myself
And live here and clear wide awake
And shiver no more on stone shelves
a thousand miles beneath
the garden and its sunshine smile?