these are things i long to say again with the same great swell
i love you i love you i love you
like when you leapt from pole to fire-hydrant, showboating
your love of me to all of new york
in the tradition of serpents
i was your london blitz
love-bombed and burnt
to oblivion with bells
i can't ring to make me forget
how you mutilated my skin-prison home
again and again
but i plan dresden slowly