Polaroids
S. Colvin 

         Please no more therapy
         Mother take care of me
         Piece me together with a 
         Needle and thread
         Wrap me in eiderdown
         Lace from your wedding gown
         Fold me and lay me down
         On your bed
         Or liken me to a shoe
         Blackened and spit-shined through
         Kicking back home to you
         Smiling back home
         Singing back home to you
         Laughing back home to you
         Dragging back home to you

         I was so wary then
         The ugly American
         Thinner than oxygen
         Tough as a whore
         I said you can lie to me
         I own what's inside of me
         And nothing surprises me anymore
         But forests in Germany
         Kids in the Tuileries
         Broken-down fortresses
         In old Italy
         And claiming his victory
         Shrouded in mystery
         He went running away with me

         Back in our home New York
         Walking these streets forlorn
         We all in our uniforms
         Black and black
         Doing that slouch and jive
         The artist must survive
         We've got all we need we cried
         And we don't look back
         Thinking we had it made
         Poised for the hit parade
         Knee deep in accolades
         The conceptual pair
         But ever the malcontent
         He left without incident
         Vanished into thin air

         Now I am always amazed
         Words can fill up a page
         Pages fill up the days
         Between him and me
         But the vows that we never keep
         From bedrooms to business-speak
         Make me remember how cheap
         Words can be
         And the letters I wrote you of
         Were those of the desperate stuff
         Like begging for love in a suicide threat
         But I am too young to die
         Too old for a lullaby
         Too tired for life on the ledge

         But I had a dream last night
         Of lovers who walked the plank
         Out on the edge of time
         Amidst ridicule
         They laughed as they rocked and reeled
         Over the mining fields
         Coming to rest on this ship of fools
         But he just took polaroids
         Of her smile in the light
         Of the dawn of the menacing sky
         And before they went overbaord
         She turned and held up a card
         And it said Valentine

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