If you think i never cared
you're a cunt in spring you know
a voice like scraping foundations
summer still pining away
Housecats across the marble
loveless and lost for keeps
voice like running water
hearts of palm pining away
Housecats across the tile
beside any 2nd hand sea
triplesec and stale sheets
there's a place for you

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