I know that you cannot be here
I know that you are not mine, no
Looking out the window at another window
I see toenails changing colors
Like the leaves of fall
If you often smile but often don’t smile
Which do you do more often—smile or not?
I dreamt a hydrant was covered in snow
A white light glowing below
I know that you cannot be here
I know that you are not mine, no
Looking out the window at another window
I see toenails changing colors
Like the leaves of fall