missed my flight to johannesburg in this heat time seems absurd long shadows pantomime my skin nostalgia wants to be my friend no one can you hear me i ve pieced you back together of sex linen and weather clover teeth and string no one can you feel me i made you out of feathers minutes pennies and leather show tunes and cavities even elephants can cry salty tears while i haven t wept for seven years my crows feet walk across the mirror it s only tomorrow who gets old here so i m mailing a letter to the port of cassis oh i intend to let her get the best of me sky is split with lightning like my personality the royal we sip darjeeling and talk politics with trees