I haven't thought about you for a while
It seemed so far away
I keep your pictures hidden in a file

Of favorite one act plays

Like pieces of myself

Cut off in desperation
As offerings to thee
I keep them on a shelf

They're good for conversation
Over a cup of tea


I put it all down in a letter once
A letter I don't send
It made me feel much better at the time

I thought it helped me mend

The pieces of myself

Cut off in desperation
As offerings to thee
I keep them on a shelf

They're good for conversation
Over a cup of tea