hip hip hooray
talk to me and i'll be a saint
take off your clothes, grave-starved ghost
and don't be ashamed.
if i'm watching, don't stop talking.
just start walking.
you sat and stared
at your grandmother's chair
in that favorite room
and he, drunkening, five for three
pressing on you.
oh darling
stop talking and start walking.
oh darling
stop crying and start smiling.