freed from time and space
we gave our last performance
you said it was sort of pompous
and a little too hollow
unlike the figure of the maid
who came back and left me my dinner
grief is a river i would never swim in
we undressed the girl wearing hemp
because you said grifters do it the best
and if heads are gonna roll tomorrow
so must our feet move on too
love is abundant and frequently dismayed
the moment you allow
another to enter your heart