they build bridges so you can jump off them and some men do.
Some people burn them, a neat trick when they're made from granite or concrete,

This has nothing to do with Friday.
That is the bridge we haven't come to,
and a voice from the back shouts,
"Are you sure?"
and I say
I'll cross that question when I come to it.

It must be time for coffee
She said,
looking at me