i think i might have known her
way back then, when she
goes by the name of honney rose
in another language, another tongue
if you’ll believe the neighbours,
who never tire of calling
attention to the fact that
you and some guy had set her up
in collusion with each other and her
i was there the day you told her
not to be herself that night,
and how she’d better
wisen up to the fact that
accommodation was the only
honourable option open to her.
i was there, but you do not hear me.
she was there, and she did.
minos – april 2008