You’re a murmur of starlings
Darling
All your ever-shifting parts
A work of modern art
That I cannot understand
And I can’t look away
Or convey
All my slip-sliding thoughts
All twisted up in knots
Explaining how I feel
So I’ll keep writing you all these love songs
All my life long
Trying to get it right
And you’ll keep asking me
Why I do it
Why I can’t quit
But I just don’t know how
It’s just like breathing now
I’m an old tv set
Trying to get
The picture to come in
With strips of kitchen tin
Wrapped around my ears
But it’s mostly just snow
Even though
I’m giving it my best
I just haven’t got it yet
As clear as it can be
So I’ll keep writing you all these love songs
All my life long
Trying to get it right
And you’ll keep asking me
Why I do it
Why I can’t quit
But I just don’t know how
It’s just like breathing now
There’s a word that I learned
From a friend
About saying what you’ve got
By saying what it’s not
Possible to say
So then all that I know
I suppose
Of language and of rhyme
Of being and of time
Means nothing without you
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