you were a broken bone, in there
a hair on the back of my neck that shivered
and made the goosepimples pop and spring to life
'neath my gossamer skin and I wait
and wait and wait
you were a broken bone, in there
far away and a man in a straw hat with sunken eyes says hello.
this tiles of the waiting room are cheap and I feel
like I could camouflage here
I wait for xrays and sun beams and this place smells like
coconut fantasy body spray
I wait for you
but not forever