I've got my cell phone in my left front pocket
I'm kind of hoping that you might call it...

A deer-like doe-eyed girl
peered out at me from under...

Break the links of the chain
break off pieces of...

Bilingual beauty
with her eye on the clock...

They walk in
Smelling of cigarettes and pez...

What is there left to write
when I have convinced myself...

We wait here, in this
series of softly paritioned rooms...

As a child, I used to play
solitary, systematic games. I used to...

She said goodbye to her Sweetie
and left him there amongst the flowers...

Song lyrics... and please don't take these the...
It's a good thing your mommy loves you...

I watched you trace
skinny lines of sinew on...

That song comes on the radio.
That love song, crooning and sweet...