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Can you make a space on the sea?
A box like shape for a silly woman
Damn, a Shammy
I though I’d made a tambourine

When I am led I resent
Only when I’m left do I know what I said
The old it bickers the fresh
When I’m standing with my brush in the emptiness

Sorry I was late and you didn’t get your weekend
Sorry I was late and you didn’t get your weekend

My Mother said
“Why must you drag all the hopes out of bed?”
“I blame the seasons”
We all have our reasons I meant

Sorry I was late and you didn’t get your weekend

I did at one time attempt
In landing sleeves and a silly ribbon
“There must be a reason” he said
I know the reason he meant
“Damn it Hannie”
“When you jump and down your chains almost sound like a tambourine”