Have forgotten
The name like the horses
For the things on which the cups
On the shelf back there in the drive
Am standing naked
Hair loose am wearing your ring
A man coming each day
Like a what are they called
Wants to weigh me little one
Strokes across my cheek I think
Murderer you thief you leave that you
Please continue never stopping
Am smelling of arnica old woman
They call to me I ask them
who do you mean by that
Am standing naked in the driveway
Have forgotten