| Jim & John | |
| Wherever I go a contortionist's act we dance together, too arms (we've got just two I stepped on someone's toe, of a couple. No use whispering with you? She's too busy thinking — But they must bathe together, him without him naked too. Yes, I'd have half the hugging to do. This is my brother, he's along as of that'd help — but what about what pretend to snooze? Snore a bit? Yes. And I'll tell her, No, don't worry, my brother's passed out — too much to drunk — it's just you and me now, he won't hear a thing. No, I'm sure. But we haven't much time. Do you know what it's like to be with someone alwyas and always be lonely? Yes, I love him. No, not like this; this . . . no, he — didn't hear a thing. good night, then, good night — |
I go, too, every time, and if we dance many legs, too few to share). But whose? We're a couple in search to a woman, I'd love to be alone wondering? shuddering? — dress together; can't undress Or He couldn't hug me without . . . He'll say to her, for the ride; I'll close my eyes — for the dinner, the dance, comes after? Come on, shall I Oh! I was sleeping, honestly — Not a thing. I was dreaming — of my other arm. |
