(Part 1)

Good sport good manners

Good god good riddance

To lost sleep

Will keep you awake

On quiet nights

Writing nothing for no reason

Though you’re thinking

About plenty, of time-

We won’t speak any more

Communicate with the hollow rattle

Of tin cans and sex

And the best thing yet

Hasn’t happened yet

The illusion of glass

And the smell of sarcasm

Will keep you

On the door’s opposite

Side

(Part 2)

Spun sugar speed limit

Sugar cube straight face

Gas money

Hand shake eye contact

Conversation gap

Response time relapse

Converging up line

Break up more wine (whine)

Frustrated/sex Boredom/sex Escape/sex

Pretty good

For someone who is neither nor

A light change

No tomorrow

One long today, too long today