I AM WRITHING WITH CERTAINTY
I AM DANCING WITH THE SLOW DEATH
TREMBLING LIKE A DROP OF MERCURY
I TOUCHED YOUR WRIST BENEATH THE BLANKET

NO USE NOW IN TRYING TO CHANGE OUR OLD WAYS
WHEN SOMEONE ELSE'S NAME IS STUCK BETWEEN
YOUR SHOULDER BLADES
HERE ARE MY HANDS
REMINDING YOU OF SOMEONE ELSE'S HANDS