I'll be your Roseanna
If you be my Jonesie.
Let's go outside to the edge of the river.
Where the television hides behind a thick sheet of glass
And the water stays cool.
Keep the lights off
And we can let the moon take care of
Everything.
We'll stay by the pool where we belong
Dip our toes in the chlorine
Shimmy down into whatever we've got left
And dive right in.
The Lord can see us.
But no one else can.