The Cure

Cold.

I'm Cold.

Shiver and shake, pornography -- Harold AND Joe

(How Beautiful You Are).

Three imaginary boys, sinking,

Screw in-between days.

Wendy time -- a foolish arrangement --

(Us AND them)

So what?

Let's go to bed, birdmad girl,

Piggy in the mirror.

If only tonight we could sleep,

Breathe, a pink dream,

The perfect girl,

One more time, like

Cockatoos.

To wish

Impossible things from

The edge

Of the deep green sea,

In your house

At night.

Secrets?

So what.

It's not you.