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