& I see the blue-eyed surfer boys gone home to the west coast & the Clerk Street morning haunted by…
so wake up & smell the scent on your skin the night breathes easily, the subway's wind carries me back,…
it's dark & it's a long way down she said as she lay her head on the pillow I took…
basketballs bounce out of tune the streets are empty & the moon has shone on Mrs. Porter & her daughter's…
a darker garden this though pale with beauty in the louring of the rain how I long to break the…
please don't say a thing it's so simple just to let it all begin & I bend my head to…
midnight coming back around the summer heat that wears me out is drifting through a firmament of cranes & the…
on a night like this you can't brush away all the faces in the street I've got so much longing…