Along The Edges, Colors Blur At Seem Familiar.
While You Read Your Magazine,
I Was Counting All The Markers.

And California Seemed To Draw You Like A Siren
From A Postcard, Or A Letter, In A Frame Of Film Melting.

But Under You, I Hear Your Breath Move In, Out Slowly.
Under You, Let Go Completely Feeling You Take Over Me.

A Hollywood Flat Where We'd Laugh About Our Fortunes
Well We Held Jobs In This Bar Down At 3rd And San Vicente.
And Ramen Noodles At 4:30 In The Morning,
When We Barely Could Survive, I Was Never More Alive.

Under You, I Feel Your Blood Flowing Out Slowly.
Under You, Let Go Completely Feeling You Take Over Me

You Moved In Slow Degrees
A Sudden Memory
You're A Leonard Cohen Song

But Every Now And Then I'd Swear I See You Standing On A Sidewalk, In A
Restaurant, From A Taxi Cab Passing.

Under You I Feel You Moving In/out Slowly
Under You Let Go Completely Feeling You Take Over Me.

Take Over Me


So Long, Alison Foley
So Long, Bye-bye