i miss you like swiss
cheese…

i miss you through holes you

forgot to

fill with love while you

traipse around the world … traipse

around … eating

swiss cheese i suppose…

you sit in

important cafe’s with

your new wife … i

hear she’s rich… so

i guess you’re really lucky … but

i guess i’m

…not…

because

i can

only

a lonely

watch you through

swiss cheese

windows … my

hope melts…and

i wilt like

day old flowers

in cafe’

vases