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Down in the subway station
I saw an addict
Begging for money
With a dirty paper cup
All out of luck
His nose was runny
He almost slipped
And blamed gravity
She applied foundation
Suddenly she panicked
Yes he smells funny
Eyes meet stuck
She whispers “oh fuck…”
“How are you honey”
End of script
She exits in mortification
Please hold the line
Click
Hello
Your voice
Penetrating
The void
My universe
Cracking up
Too familiar a feeling
Please
Hold the line
Goodbye
Click
The shape of your knee
The shape of your knee
The taste of your tea
The way it feels to pull you
By the hips
To kiss you
On the lips
To kiss your eyelids
One by one
To kiss your forehead
To get your pants undone
To stop
Because I can’t stop
looking at your face
To think when I’m in your arms
I’m at the right place
The shape of your elbow
Hugging my chest
The taste of your lips now
Just kissing mine back
You arms are my blanket
Your chest is my pillow
And if I was to lose it
I’d grow into a weeping willow
That just can’t forget
The shape of your knee
That will never get over
The shape of your knee
time to rhyme - WORTTESTWERK 