She's crossing out the details. And dusting off the picture frames, it's Saturday. She's been waiting for the phone to ring. She's been waiting all night.
I never knew things could be so slow. I could wait so long. Be so still and calm. And get where I want, on your arm. . Thin streaks of tar spill off your right eye.
You get back here. You do it slowly. Do it calm. Now don't be so angry. . I got something. I've been chasing every day. Since I started walking. . It just sits there.