I knew I was real when I trembled
Shivers and bumps, there was
Nothing more to see
But you and your red pants.
They came in a best value combo pack.
The bracelet clings to my wrist,
Last legs and countless scenes
There is no box on any special that comes close
The second hand counts whilst we laugh
I'll never be a few sense short
When you're gone and passed.

My heart mentioned going out of business
75 percent off, I'll even barter my soul
You said cry your
eyes on the wind but why not
upon your breath?
Come and get it,
Before I'm left with only peach pits.
You don't have to try so hard to find me
I'll be in the middle of the road
Honk so I know my coupon
isn't expired. You see half the pie,
I see there's more in the fridge.
Two for one,
Not even a genie can beat that.

No thesis declared or carts to push
the shelves remain vacant
like empty boxes in the walk in freezer
The birds flew south at winter
You did as well but came back on the
first sun of May. It's hard to see
you sink through mist especially
when I forget the words
that would make the wind guide you here.
You ought to know buyer beware