She sends me blue valentines All the way...

She sends me blue valentines
All the way from philadelphia
To mark the anniversary
Of someone that I used to be
And it feels just like there's
A warrant out for my arrest
(c) Tom Waits

in her bag a bag of orange juice
and the ashes of empires
on her monitor
alone
dancing screensaver

in her hair spring crimea
she is the pastor of the church.
but she has no novices

in her headphones
Jim is still alive

he screams to her 'light my fire'
and she writes to me 'I miss you'

ice is melting in her glass
these ice ...
they all personify

her valentines
like a plane ticket
which never takes off.

Es Soya