The flowers you gave me are rotting
And still I refuse to throw them away.
Some of the bulbs never opened quite fully
They might so I'm waiting and staying awake.
Things I have loved I'm allowed to keep
I'll never know if I go to sleep.
The papers around me are piling and twisting
Regina the paper back mummy
What then.
I'm taking the knife to the books that I own
And chopping and chopping and
Boiling soup from stone.
Things I have loved i'm allowed to keep.
I'll never know if I go to sleep.
Things I have loved i'm allowed to keep.
I'll never know if I go to sleep.