Draw back my sox. Find nice things to say about your Kind of thoughtful Things I've bought you. Don't count for anything. Quit staring at me. Stare at the clock. Count in my head. Throats feeling blocked. Drowning in my bed. Set all my sails. Point myself to home. And you hear me wail From over phone This ocean breeze is not soothing I'm rotting. Your head's nodding. Hands on the clock Pointing fingers at me. What do you know about friends? Could you know what they're for? I'm the tall glass. You're the spoon in the drawer. I'll drink you in Through thick and thin. My dear, do I bore your eyes? A leave-the-light-on kind of love you.